The path to your own heart has a bridge that you built, but can't cross
The river flowing underneath strikes up currents in your mind that cause you to feel lost
These wavelengths of confusion **** you right in
You forget about the bridge in the first place, and start swimming against them
In perfect theory you just want to reach the other side,
But nothing's ever perfect, right?
Especially when this is something you started yourself, and backwards seems like down and confusion takes you south
For the winter, and now you're in freezing water
[This is dangerous ground]
If the ice freezes over
You will be held captive under
There are equal people on the other side of the bridge you built
Asking for your hand
But you won't reach out
You doubt the help that the ones who love you offer
They're right in front of you,
But you don't even bother
"I can do this alone"
"Everyone look at me"
"I'm the King of my bridge"
Wait, did you forget you were drowning?
A potential King, maybe
But for now that's a fantasy
If you reached out your hand
You might find fellow company
Of people who are riding the exact same wave
Of people who also are lost in the game
We all built a bridge, and it's hard to get over
Think of how much easier it would be to get across it together
Two is better than one,
And that's why we are divided
Take pride in your individuality
But don't be mislead by it
The currents are only as strong as you want them to be
If anything I'll tell you, I found this in me
I believe it so much
It's why I am writing
This isn't just a poem about a boy and a bridge
This is my vision, and I want to actually teach it
And I will, absolutely nothing is in my way
I'm still crossing my bridge to this very day
It's all part of this journey,
And I didn't get where I am alone
We are equal parts of this river
And I want to help sail us home