To all the adventures I'll never go on:

If there was a way become someone else, believe me, I'd make the change.
I'd happily enter a different world where I can watch magic shape a mountain range,
If I could leave this life of paper and pencils and meaningless words behind,
I could be important, meet heroes and uncover how our fates intertwine.
I'd collect stories to exchange
Over bottles of royal wine.

No one has adventures in this world, everyone lives the same as their neighbors.
No one and everyone are in no one and everyone's favors.
We go to school and gain knowledge that's sat still for so long it's stale.
Isn't it wrong that everyone is excited to stop learning for a day when it hails?
The stories we tell are of government traitors
And explosives sent through the mail.

If only there was a way to be more than myself.
To be rich with life instead of with wealth.
To know love exists not just between pages
But also through the pulsing hearts in rib cages.

From: someone who wants to want to go on.