Here I am but you cant see. Its because im floating away. Away at sea. I feel us drifting. But you dont seem to care. Im trying to find something. Anything, to hold onto. Nothing seems to be real, Just for the moment. Pieces mixed together as no finished project. just left untouched. Saved for another time. Things are fine, As long as its kept a secret. Everything will work out. I want to tell. Shout what I feel But im following what is wanted. But not by me. Im drifting away to sea. The waters cutting close. Its hard to stay afloat. Struggling. Looking for a way out. All alone. Time to go under. Not one thing makes sense, or matters anymore. Nothing is left for me. The water raises up. Covering my head. I start to go down. Wishing that mind will change. But it wont. So then i just keep going under until i touch the end. There is nothing left for me.