the sea.

When I see the sea, it feels safe it feels free, but there it stops. Cuz it can’t take away the pain, it can’t stop my teardrops.
When I hear the wind, it feels like I can fly away, but that can’t. Cuz if we could fly, I would already been half way to my own neverland.
When I feel the sand slipping away between my toes, it feels like the people who left me behind, but they’re already gone. And I don’t wanna go back there, cuz they were the ones who left me alone.
When I feel the cold water, it feels like I can freeze and then the world is death. But at the end I’m not there at the beach, no I’m laying, crying in my bed.