An ocean made of straight raw emotion,
It's so loud in my head with all this commotion.
Here I sit on the deck of my decisions a roastin',
I have no idea which way to go in this endless ocean.
This crazy time in life is so full of the unknown,
It feels like an untamed war zone.
My soul mind and body are in a constant fight,
and so far there is no escape in sight.
I can't keep dancing around what I'll soon have to do,
And I'd kill and do anything to end up not a fool.
I gotta get this right, or I'll hate myself for life,
It's not easy, nor will it be fast, but I'll get it in spite.
For now I just wanna get lost in what I call music,
Have the bass be driving in sync with my heart truest.
Hear all the highs and lows and just go with the flow,
Cause out here on the dance floor, I can take it nice and slow.
I'll just dance till my legs can't hold me and I fall,
For then I'll just dance with my arms till I can't even crawl.
I'll loose all my worries, scares, and insecurities, and woe,
But even in all this recovery, I still only wanna dance with you.
I don't care the type, lets not fight tonight,
Be bumpin' and grindin' or to go proper and right.
The style is no biggie, just as long as I feel your energy go,
Course and steam as our combined energy has started to flow.
For then the floor will clear, and nobody will be near,
They will all look and stare, but not at all in fear.
Wondering what will happen next with us while we are in mid flight,
Here is where I make the magic happen and here comes the spotlight.
Awe snap, this can't be real, cause this is how I want to feel,
I wanna be free of this mental fight, and just make it real.
To feel your body go through the intricate dance we haven't planned out,
To whoa, all those in the club, impress the old, and make the young pout.
I'll keep it out of the raunchy and keep it clean,
To make it so that no body has to wish to unsee whats just been seen.
Just feeling your body close with the beat will make me dance all night,
Even if seeing my body in the morning will result in fright.
But I'm not at this point yet cause I don't know what to do,
When all I can think to do, is just stop and stare at you.
Why oh why can't I just have a magical answer book in my pocket,
Cause then it would tell me how to put on your neck that locket.
So until the fog clears in this miserable ocean in my head,
I'm sure I'll be filled with a portion of dread.
So all I can hope to do is to be the best that I can be,
Maybe, just maybe. the right answer will come to me.
So for now I'll just sit and roast,
Hopefully I'll figure it out before I become toast.
For in an ocean of raw emotion, there is no swimming,
For there is no way is there of that tide winning.
For the time will come, with some sort of help will be granted,
Whether is myself, a friend, or a diving being, a process will be started.
Then I will row back to the land of clear thoughts and direction,
Then, just then will I laugh at my previous mis direction.
Then to the dance floor we shall go, and you can pick the tone,
Where to be sexy, grunge, hip-hop or proper, for you I'll shut off my phone.
Then the night will be danced away, and I'll leave with memories of your face,
We'll go home that night, and be well rested, for I know to your heart, its not a space race.
