Lost Today...

Walking along the beach, holding a hand,
Watching the waves, gripping on sand,
The hand is sometimes lost, the sand flows away,
The waves flow back, when you still have so much to say...

We try to have something that we believe we want
More than happiness, it is for the want of something to flaunt.
We don't understand ourselves, so need someone else to understand us,
As experiences build up, expectations have a mass exodus...

We struggle for the perfect life, but don't know what it means
We imagine, and wait for a playback of those scenes.
The beauty of the everyday moments, we seldom recognize
We look for a better future, while the present slowly dies...