Lost in the ocean of our minds

Are we daydreaming or sleepwalking?

Cause apparently we are not talking

Thoughts running through our heads

Waiting to be captured and set free

So the world can see who we have been

In this silence, deep down in our ocean of mind

Were we drowning all along?

Or are we used to living underwater

Where we are not running out of oxygen

Where we want to stay as long as we can

Where we feel secure in the absence of time

So if we speak, on the surface of our mind

Will we be cut by the powerful waves of life?

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