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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This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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