Forward past my landlocked past life. So much for home. Blank stares, blank waves. I steal the urge to swim. Instead I'm dry. I've seen faces that have walked As long as me but not as far. Youth set them free. I'm waiting. Repeat to repeat. Glad to grow up. God fear the end of luck. You're not finished yet. Sleep won't wait. Trophy pride, the winners song. You're afraid the distractions gone.