Sitting Silently


Sitting on the gray dock

That over looks the sea

 

Wind blows fast and ripples form

On that beautiful sea

 

To be lost in my own thoughts

To be lost in me

 

Sitting silently on the gray dock

Wishing you could see

 

But maybe I am not really there

Perhaps I’m not meant to be

 

So I shall just sit here silently

Waiting for a world that’s meant for me