Jan 2017
A golden compass,
A broken mast.
A ruined sail,
A battered hull.
A ***** deck,
Yup the boats a wreck.
The boat is leaking as I sail to the unknown,
The wind blows against my hind.
But no way am I afraid,
As I sail to look and find.
The true me.
A broken mast.
A ruined sail,
A battered hull.
A ***** deck,
Yup the boats a wreck.
The boat is leaking as I sail to the unknown,
The wind blows against my hind.
But no way am I afraid,
As I sail to look and find.
The true me.
I go on a new journey, I've got **** equipment but I don't ******* care.
