Will I wake up tomorrow-
And have everything be different?
Will I be woken up from this dream I've been having?
Will I lose a friend?
Will I be moved again?
Will it be the end-
Of this life I've come to know?

I've lost lives upon lives-
Each reality bringing me down to my knees.
Sure, they have joys and some better than the last-
But for just once in my life can I stay?
Can I stay in a place-
I've come to love?
Can I stay in a place-
Where I fit in the grooves,
Of this beautiful wooden carving-
That I have made myself?

Instead I have pieces upon pieces-
Trying to hold on to the last and the last-
But nothing will last.
My wood is thrown against the wall,
And suddenly I don't fit in those grooves at all.
All that's left is to remake-
Rebuild-
Re-life.
Each and every time.

I don't have a comfortable place,
Where every day feels like the last.
Where I can grow but be loved-
By faces I've known all my life.

I've carved and carved again,
So all that I ask:
Can this not be the end?
Can you let me stay?
I love this reality maybe more than any other,
So I plead and I plead-

But.

If I wake up tomorrow,
Will I be lost and confused?
Will I have any clue,
What became of that world-
That I once knew-

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A/N: Kind of a sad one :(

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