My thoughts make up an ocean.

I build a tower in my mind.

I want to jump so badly,

To feel relished in my own insanity.

My thoughts make the water,

I build a diving board in my head.

Most days I often wonder,

Why don't I just jump off instead?

In my ocean, I want the tides,

To splash, and beat my body.

In which I won't have to hide,

Ever again, from anybody.