I'm about to set out to my advent, college
For the second time in another year
I will leave them all behind
Now does it feel the same
I could not tell you so,
Now does it feel not the same
I wish I could tell you that
but honestly I don't know
All I know is that I'm leaving
and that I hope for the best
That my time will be worth the restlessness
hopefully I will not digress
that my time will progress
just like my simple self my river never lets go
as I steadily ground myself and dig deeper into the mountain side
my family knows these tides, will they be as rough
I doubt it, they become at ease, with my leave
while from land they may not see
but my boat has leaks
no one knows, but I may drown out at sea