Surfer

It doesn't matter how long the clock will work,
For time is endless and never talks.
As well as how high the kite flies,
For it still needs a string to survive.

A child once asked,
What will I be when I grow up?.
I wanna be better than him,
For my parents doesn't allow a whim.

The world is mysterious,
So many theories and assumptions.
And I have too many questions,
A lot but not in millions.

It's never cold when you swim on water,
Get off, Feel the wind and you will suffer.

When you thought you had suffered,
You try to move on, you get battered.
Reminding you what you had before is far better,
Once you return, then the cycle never ends.

It doesn't take a genius to notice,
How our life is refurbished.
Yes, history repeats itself,
And we can't avoid the test.

The more we struggle,
The bigger damage when we stumble.
We shouldn't oppose the tides,
But we should ride it.