Often, I wish to climb
The wall that separates the two us
Is this our paradigm
Where any approach is considered a bust

Exert all the effort, sweat away
But at the end of the day I fall back down
There is no top or end, just dismay
A loop where in sorrow myself drown

But you love them dont you ?
But do they know you exist too ?
The presence of doubt makes it harder to climb
The weight in my heart, makes it easier to fall