He would stick all his dreams inside a bottle
Then throw it away into the sea
Watching it slowly being carried away by the water
Reaching to a being in the sky if he'll ever see tomorrow
He keeps gazing at the bottle
Hoping it would stay afloat
So he could share his dreams and hopes
With another lost soul
But instead the bottle sinks
And doesn't seem visible from the far
So now his dreams are kept secret
Only the bottom of the sea knows how he feels
My brain is a very dark place.