In the sea of opinions and stereotypers,
Amidst the storms of self doubts and suppressed feelings
Soul has no radar to follow
Skills to study the stars in sunless sky, unlearnt
I sail, a lone lass, with no mass, a luggage of my body minus that of a missing heart <//3
Sometimes a whale swallows me..
Sometimes a merman share a tea with me..
Thoughts run wild.
Don't even know if it's all some daydream or nightmare or real..
- should I find the shore of sanity or just sail away?