These are troubled waters. I hope I stay afloat.
'Cause the boat that I'm in is just a total joke.
I brought a coat; it'll probably snow. I don't know.
My weather's unpredictable and on another note,
I think I'm headed towards an island that's so remote.
I'll have to talk to myself so I don't feel alone.
I wrote pages of my thoughts: stuff I never spoke.
They will roast in my brain till the day I croak.
I'm stuck within the concept that I can't arrive
To a certain time or place where I'm satisfied.
Deep inside, I don't even got the urge to cry.
I've served my time with the put-downs, so let me rise.
I realize the true side of me shouldn't hide.
When I don't feel too comfortable, I gotta improvise.
Loosen up and see the world with my open eyes.
No goodbyes just because of rain and dark skies.