I am from the ocean
I am from the black sand
And the cream sand
I am from the long drives down south
From the ipan mobile soft serve
I am from the cuts and bruises of the coral and sand
From the multiple layers of sunscreen smudged on my face
From the tears that came when the sunscreen burned my eyes
I am from the sandcastles and forts
From the sunburns and tears
From the bucket of ***** that I was so set on taking home
I am from the sandy chips and sandwiches
From the sandball fights and balati wars
I am from the sound of the ocean inside the shells
I am from the small waves I could jump over
And from the huge waves I swam under
I am from the struggling currents
From the low tide to high tide
From the sting of saltwater in my eyes
I am from the countless hours spent collecting seashells
I am from the good tan lines and bad tan lines
I am from the ocean, the beach, the blue
May 12, 2012
May 12, 2012 at 11:04 PM UTC
I am from the ocean
I am from the black sand
And the cream sand
I am from the long drives down south
From the ipan mobile soft serve
I am from the cuts and bruises of the coral and sand
From the multiple layers of sunscreen smudged on my face
From the tears that came when the sunscreen burned my eyes
I am from the sandcastles and forts
From the sunburns and tears
From the bucket of ***** that I was so set on taking home
I am from the sandy chips and sandwiches
From the sandball fights and balati wars
I am from the sound of the ocean inside the shells
I am from the small waves I could jump over
And from the huge waves I swam under
I am from the struggling currents
From the low tide to high tide
From the sting of saltwater in my eyes
I am from the countless hours spent collecting seashells
I am from the good tan lines and bad tan lines
I am from the ocean, the beach, the blue
