When I stand at the ocean shore
I can look far in the endless horizon
It's the mirror of the emptiness inside
Storms come up and Followed by sunshine
That reflects my mood swings inside
It changes faster than day turns to night
The Ocean shore marks my emotional borderline
If I step over, I could drown
But if I stay, the path will be dark
The waves mark my friendships
Try to hold on to them, but in the end they break
But some are not like waves, they are who will stay
I take a photo of this view in black and white
Do I like the endlessness or the ocean shore
I can't like both, so I have to decide
I build a few lines with Stones
The Wind and time tries to destroy the lines
But they will stay, like my scars
Aug 18, 2024
Aug 18, 2024 at 7:23 PM UTC
When I stand at the ocean shore
I can look far in the endless horizon
It's the mirror of the emptiness inside
Storms come up and Followed by sunshine
That reflects my mood swings inside
It changes faster than day turns to night
The Ocean shore marks my emotional borderline
If I step over, I could drown
But if I stay, the path will be dark
The waves mark my friendships
Try to hold on to them, but in the end they break
But some are not like waves, they are who will stay
I take a photo of this view in black and white
Do I like the endlessness or the ocean shore
I can't like both, so I have to decide
I build a few lines with Stones
The Wind and time tries to destroy the lines
But they will stay, like my scars