Manila bay
Head in the clouds, I see skyscrapers
below, the ocean seemed crystal clear,
so i search the deep blue waters and,
everything is submerged into a blur
I saw junk, rust, metal scraps and corpses
i gasp, water fills my lungs, they burned
my eyes sting and I choked, suffocated
the weight of my body pulled me down
and so I'm left to drown.
One day my body would float
I'd reach the surface, greeted by the city
and Manila would welcome me with open arms
he'll tell me to never stray away
but to simply stay in the shallow
and never lead his side.
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