rise, like oceans waves
and fall back down, crash.
if i am worthy, worthy once,
shall i let myself continue,
breath by breath?

i do not wish to rise,
and i picture you, nodding.
of course, doubt is destroyer of worlds,
yet still, my mind keeps capturing the phrase:
"keep being you,
don't stop chirping that tune".

so rise, rise with a smile!
the weights have not been casted yet.
sail forth on new adventures!
at least, if the mutiny inside of me,
was not so subdued.

i can see you now, your look down upon me.
of course, the words will never match your intent,
and i'm afraid once more,
i've had to rise again.

if life were only simple, simple enough
for me to stop rising,
for you to stop blaming,
for us to stop sharing.
was it true, i am
who i am?

if i could be another force,
id have the spirit of adventure,
id have an independent soul,
but am i attatched
to chains of emotional apprehension

rise and crash,
bold and brash,
what i wouldn't give,
for you to excuse my overstay,
and for me to fade away.