The sand of the sea, what are they to me?

Smiling mirages that drift by in lines.

Tried building castles but it seems to be,

the waves take them down every time.

I guess there’s a beauty in watching them flow,

like a kaleidoscope, swirling away,

back to their nature where they always go,

leaving me here at the end of the day.

Looking out as the sun sets to the sea,

thinking of what could have been.

Wondering why I’m alone on this shore…

and wishing that I could be them.