The surf
riding high above the sky,
wondering when i will die,
breaking waves across the sea
is definItely something that used not be me,
my mind and my soul are free from the sea
and not being curst by curiosity
now i feel free,
alive and like me,
living the way a child aught to be,
a child without sin,
regret or upset.
but living naively
while riding the sea.