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A Ship That's Unmanned


From the path I am veering

With nobody steering

In a sea of things unplanned

I am a ship that’s unmanned

 

Having realizations that’ll last for a day

Little changes that will go away

And in the pressure of thunderous lies 

I capsize

 

Over and over like the waves at my bow

The solutions are clear but I still don’t know how

In the shadow of a cruise ship

I sit and I sit

and hope as I split

for the tides to shift

 

I will keep waiting to wake up

Nothing is quite enough

Steering with eyes shut

Then waiting to find the land

Like a ship that’s unmanned

 

I am a ship that's unmanned

 
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