Slowly I rise, trying to reach the shore ahead,
High I swing, curvaceous as I’ve ever been,
With all my energy I dart forward,
Excited and enthusiastic like I’m always seen.
But none knows the real me,
I’m lonesome ,to no place I belong,
The shore never embraces me,
The sea too hates me strong.
Myriad like me,under the sea,
Struggling hard to be owned ,
the only thing that binds us is,
the friends for which we moan.
I love the shore,
It's the hope which keeps me alive.
I also love the sea,
It shelters me and thats where I dive.
Had shore kept me for herself,
I wouldn't have rouse again.
Had sea kept me for herself,
I would've lived in her with no pain.
All have such unfriendly friends,
its a pity if you don't,
Make sure you find one
to keep yourself going,
Otherwise I bet you wont :)
