The Real World
A mountain to climb, an emotional high
A divot in our path, and suddenly we crash
Into the ocean, drowning in waves
I lie in bed, pleading for you to stay
A sky to navigate
The Great Unknown
The woods are swallowing our young lives whole
The world is a maze
And our feelings are lost
In a whirlwind of craziness, our hearts are at cost
The climb was beautiful
Yet the crash was heartwrenching
It lead me to the ocean, drowning beneath the waves
Still pleading for a way to make you stay
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