Maybe I’m a wonder, who swims the dark blue sea,
No one goes under so deep to find me.
I have all the sphere; I float from shore-to-shore,
But I cannot adhere, what am I searching for?
I’ve looked for anyone to take a swim with me,
But now I am done, the blind cannot see.
No matter what I do; no matter what I say,
I’m stuck inside the blue, inside an empty bay.
It might be just a dream, an unfulfilling wish,
And all I do is scream, but I am just a fish. . .
Water everywhere, yet another day,
Stillness in the air, nothing else to say. . .