ok well i'll share some i guess. I don't really rhyme...
climbing higher
hands sore, feet numb
fingers digging into the branches,
like claws in rich soil
reaching for the next branch
to climb,
climb to my dreams and goals and rights
all like a dream in the back of my mind
like sleeping in peace when i close my eyes
On top of the old tower
I see the man
He hungers for power
Then I ran
Far away
Far Far away
To where my destiny awaits
For I know the man atop of the tower
who hungers for power
more and more each day
till he thrives or fails
and till he does, he'll be waiting
on top of the same old tower
xD lol i wrote that as i went. hmmmm it kinda sounds like this person is the man who hungers for power...o: [i guess the person saying the words wouldn't be me...I'm a girl] >