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Slowly drifting.



My face above the water
My feet can't touch the ground
Touch the ground, and it feels like
I can see the sands on the horizon everytime (everytime)
You are not around

I'm slowly drifting away (drifting away)
Wave after wave
Wave after wave
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away)
And it feels like I'm drowning
Pulling against the stream
Pulling against the stream

I wish I could make it easy
Easy to love me
Love me
But still I reach, to find a way
I'm stuck here in between
I'm looking for the right words to say (to say)

I'm slowly drifting, drifting away
Wave after wave
Wave after wave
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away)
And it feels like I'm drowning
Pulling against the stream
Pulling against the stream



Okay, this is nothing about any dramatic love story. It's just that the song is now my current LSS and is the story of my life at the moment in general. I am currently drifting away, losing touch of reality, and stuck in my own little world in my room at home or in my head. I am currently struggling and holding on for dear life. I am hanging by a thread, and I am like a bomb, ticking before it blows off. 

 To be honest, I think I have a lot of unspoken words, unspoken realities and truths about myself and my life and others' life in general, but I could not find the guts and the words to say them. I just continue floating, going on with the flow, and just waiting for that explosion to happen. It feels like I am about to lose my breath every minute, and it feels like I am just waiting for the candle to be blown, or worse, for the match to be burned up. 

 I wish I can describe everything, I can say or utter anything, look for the right words to express everything, but up until probably I lose myself and lose everything, I choose to just be here, not say a word, and just be here. Not moving. Still. 

 Not sure if this is a good or a bad thing. 

 By the way, the original version of this song isn't as bad either. I just chose this to at least lift up my very sulky feeling at the moment. 
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