instead of flying I try to sail
was it an omen of something transpiring
of things not meant to be?
I’m patient as anybody can see
biding my time until the time left nothing for me
fate works against me instead of fighting
I try riding my mind is a blur
a message I can’t ignore,
but I know
what’s in store for my plans has a hole
I want to restore my soul ‘coz I don’t know
who I am anymore I must sail home
but dark shadows stole my ticket home
no use crying over spilled milk missing my father
what my heart beats a telephone can’t undo
the pain, I’m feeling at the moment
still hope won’t rest a heart filled with unrest
someday I build my dreams in the far off shore
to be where my love ones, I’m willing to explore.
not now maybe tomorrow I’ll wait her signal to shoot from the sky
I’ll pray that God will grant my utmost cry.