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
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