Ill see you in June

I see you under our moon

Ill see you and you’ll see me

…… finally

Until then I’m on the knifes edge

Hanging White knuckled to a ledge

I don’t dare let go

How in my mind they are so big, so scary

When in person they are not nearly

Well maybe a little

You say head down with a keen eye

I say give me the hills and a clear sky

My bag and its contents defines me

Who are you to take me so lightly

So give me a shit yarn then, go cry the good wolf

I’m not crying for you, I’m crying for the sheep

I’m crying from my lack of sleep

I’m crying from a pain too deep

Im crying, I’m to numb to leap

Im crying, From a pain too deep

If I’m the golden boy, you better look out

Don’t watch over me and don’t dare shout

I can hold on without your hand to ease the pain

I can run the mile without your need for gain

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im ok. lotsa work to do. going to make it to JUNEEE