Been feeling lost, maybe it's the wanting to be explored,
Though the boundaries are not well defined of yours truly,
And like the sand of the shore I change, momentarily,
It is such maybe so that the remains of the past would wash away,
And even though for a wink, it can all be still, like a low tide,
For it is then that a new wave will arrive, bring new life,
With hope I shall wait, for it is only the ocean that will suffice my thirst.