On a sailboat I am,
slowly floating nowhere;
lost the memories of where I am and why.
Now I’m on waves,
and I’m taking on water.
It’s hard to see, I won’t always be alone inside this storm.
Whipping in the wind, my sail is torn.
Hopefully someday,
I’ll wash up, on someone else’s shore.
Talking to that one girl that makes you feel like you can accomplish anything. > every other sense of fulfillment