And I’m off to sail the wild, blue sea
To find what lies out there for me
In hopes there’s good things in store
For indigo isolation and vexation
I can take no more

There is no need to worry about me
I sail to discover just what I can be
I’ll never know my own true measure
Dealing with gray, ambiguity, and relay
If I can’t rely on me for my own life’s pleasure

Where ever I float, wander, or probe
Be you family, friend, lover, or foe
I’m there if needed, though my presence you won’t see
But not to deal with your bullshit
Nor summoned simply because you want something from me

So I’m off to sail the wild, blue sea
In hopes of something good out there for me
Praying for strength and patience as I walk through the door
There’s always risk when embarking on a new journey
But I will find what I’m searching for

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