There was a change in the tides and suddenly I’m alone,
Forcing my way through a path set in stone.
That’s set for my future, set for me now,
As the wind threatens to turn over the boat and the bow.
Tossing and turning through tides of the times,
I’m left here helpless by people who just passed by.
And the light that creeps over the horizon and the shore,
Shoot up out of their seats and yell for an encore.
Because this life that I live, these words that I say,
Are just so damn intriguing, in every single way.
In my boat turned over I’m adrift at land,
I’ve capsized my life right smack onto the sand.
Of life’s greatest challenges all forged ahead,
Waiting for me to stumble and trip and fall right onto my head.
And that’s how life is, in this society we’re in,
We never know we have something until it’s a was, had, or been.
In this change of the tides, I sit here alone,
Well at least I’m not missing life, staring down at my phone.
I’m enlightened by experiences I’ve lived and seen,
Provoking these thoughts, all dark and obscene.
But some bright like the morning sun, just before the day,
Where all things turn right and suddenly I’m not astray.