A New Day
by Glasseater· from 7 Years Bad Luck
We see eye to eye. But the pieces don't fit. We put things aside. We take a hit. They say patience is a virtue. But what are we gaining from this. I guess sometimes this just isn't true. Grab hold of me. Lets take a jump. And see where we fall. In a new day hopefully. A day where we can see past these walls that we put up. To trip. To fall. What's left behind. Lets get up. Not look back. Lets see what we find. To trip. To fall. Lets just sit here and talk. Cause God knows we need it.