You don't skip stones to make a splash.
My ideas we're never to meant make waves,
Doomed and destined to drown.
In this ocean of life, this ocean holds life,
The water's what weighs me down.
Silence from under the sea,
The lake, the pool, these bodies are everywhere,
There's a deeper silence in me,
Cant help but resonate cant be my destiny.
If all this space is a thief,
Take something important from me,
Its one and the same my defense and my weakness,
This Armour of loathing, i kneel to no king.
A garment of blue, an extension of self,
A self amidst an ocean of everything else.