Vastwood

Im sure it's fine here my all laid bare
-This wheel of time ever changing
-Yet I remain and stare
-Falling, yet my form stay still

I am not bound there are no shackles
Yet I remain

-Why don't you move!
-Like ivy I have
Grown attached
There is fear in moving these roots
-This is all I know
-Swaying roots back and forth

-You limit yourself by staying still
-You've stunted your own progress
To my own fault, I've put up these walls
What will become of me if I remain on

Shall I rot or prosper
I beg you not to stay stagnant
Complacency can be a curse
Do not rot in place

-You limit yourself by staying still
-You've stunted your own progress

To my own fault, I've put up these walls
What will become of me
If I remain here



Credits
Writer(s): David Ricco, Jacob Joseph Ramos, Josh Held, Kedwin Ramirez, Zachary Howard
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