Sea of Silence
On my little island
I sit and wait
Waiting, waiting
Unaware of what I am waiting for.
Love?
Probably.
Sex?
More likely.
Everyone is waiting for a thrill.
Even if they won't admit it.
All around me are islands
Floating in the sea of silence
What are their hopes?
Joys? Fears? Loves?
We are all one huge mass of desires.