Hi
It seems like you no longer need me
That's okay, I know I no longer fit. You've outgrown me, worn me out, and I do look tired.
We've gone on many adventures you see, to places we thought we'd never reach, heights we'd never climb, views that were only sublime
Were you tired along the way? I bet you were. Tell me, don't be shy. We've come a very long way, you and I
But don't worry about me if you'd like a change. Another may carry you longer, and even farther, you may even feel you've grown stronger.
You'd go many paths and crossroads, rivers and seas, upon many paths right through the trees
And that's okay, because I've served my purpose after all, when you jumped and stomped and walked and ran, i took the fall
But if you want to go on adventures again, I'll be there, in all the places you'd expect me to be. They won't be the same, you may not feel the originality
You may feel bored with it,
And all it would be is familiar
Never feeling the same kind of free
But look, see, I have no holes in me,
I look tired but there's still durability
If you fuss and twitch, i may still mold to your feet
Because you were meant to go the distance
And i was meant to adjust
But that's just the way it is
And can never be the way it was.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 12:22 PM UTC
Hi
It seems like you no longer need me
That's okay, I know I no longer fit. You've outgrown me, worn me out, and I do look tired.
We've gone on many adventures you see, to places we thought we'd never reach, heights we'd never climb, views that were only sublime
Were you tired along the way? I bet you were. Tell me, don't be shy. We've come a very long way, you and I
But don't worry about me if you'd like a change. Another may carry you longer, and even farther, you may even feel you've grown stronger.
You'd go many paths and crossroads, rivers and seas, upon many paths right through the trees
And that's okay, because I've served my purpose after all, when you jumped and stomped and walked and ran, i took the fall
But if you want to go on adventures again, I'll be there, in all the places you'd expect me to be. They won't be the same, you may not feel the originality
You may feel bored with it,
And all it would be is familiar
Never feeling the same kind of free
But look, see, I have no holes in me,
I look tired but there's still durability
If you fuss and twitch, i may still mold to your feet
Because you were meant to go the distance
And i was meant to adjust
But that's just the way it is
And can never be the way it was.