Up and down,
Here and there,
They ask the same again
Thinking that I would share.
How’s the weather
And how am I
The endless dam of questions
Tempting me to fly.
How do I reply,
But I still try.
Haven’t seen winds in a while,
Drowning in the waves all this time,
Hiding in the dark cocoon,
Deep in the ocean of thoughts,
Under the white moon,
Waiting to be rescued,
Thinking that I’m screwed.
Ignoring the voice
Screaming within
The only person that can set my life free
Is just me…
