You'll understand when your life starts to get uninteresting
When you stop taking risks from pure fear of the world
The rain drops falling down the window will swirl into lions and feuns
The walls will shift into running horses and snow fall
The fire will sing lullabies as it burns
You'll think you're going mad, sitting inside the same four walls
But you only want the world to mean something more than books
So you picture the movies and turn them into patterns on your wall
In pure hope your life will find you without ever having to leave the four walls
©keirabeech
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