Was standing in awe, near the line
striking waves, coming hard on my mind
beads of joy and floods of sorrow
am now happy, but no place to go
said i was alone long ago,a loser me
crept up a smile breaking my lips
sighed hard, pushed across the waves
Life fine Am glad, but no place to go
had a reason to fight, even with myself
now its tough, as i did win the battle
what now?, oh! its another creeping wave
cribbing, do we need a place to go ?
the wave died, sure so will i someday
my fights and false pride wont matter
a moment for others, and live in peace
i belong here, why need a place to go?