Disturbed waters,
The ocean below...

Just going through the motions,
Drowning in the oceans...

Brilliance in a shard of glass
Looking through, I see the last...

Smile, the world's your own to hold;
As it is for the young, and for the old...

Clawing through the lace
Of ancient memories...

You say I'm beautiful - I always disagree
It's not that I'm modest - Beauty's just not...

The words I whisper,
Barely audible...