You want to write about the sun,
And what it feels like to fly,
You want to write about the wind,
And the sound of birds passing by.
You want to talk about the thrill,
Of looking down below,
You want tell them all the things,
That they might not already know.
You only want to see the beauty,
Of how all things heal with time,
But you can't tell everyone about the view,
And not write about the climb.

Random thing: this is part 123, like, 1, 2, 3. That makes me happy for some reason 😂