life is like a boat

nobody knows who I really am
I've never felt this empty before
and if I ever need someone to come along
who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?

With the coming and the going of the tide, things change too often for us to notice, so we we just take it all in stride. Sometimes, I would just like to close my eyes, and drift in the wind like another falling leaf. Uncaring for the future, leaving everything to come as fate would have it.

I've been out of it all day. I would like to see time pass by, somewhere where everyone bustles along with life, and me trapped in the middle of a zone frozen within time itself. Time moves on, but I feel like alot of things have stopped. Nothing catches my eye, a question answered without words, a gliding seagull that has the wind in its wings, trees shuffle close by to whisper their well-kept secrets.... a sea of nothing, which is everything in my mind.

When the day ends, the joy of entering a dream begins. Coloured with wild strokes of a paintbrush, all its mistakes exposed, an untidy style which amuses me. Sometimes there will be a little girl to greet me, in an orange dress and quaint red shoes. If not a meek girl, bespectacled and donned in a mellow-coloured shirt and jeans, with dark brown pennyloafers. On her neck she wears a short necklace of black strings. From then on, it could be an adventure into the depths of the unknown. Or just a dreamless space. That is left to the subconsciousness.

Some dream and are dreamt of but all dismiss them as an unreal imagery of the mindframe.

we are rowing the boat of fate
the waves keep on coming and we can't escape
but if we ever get lost on our way
the waves will guide us through another day