Boardwalk

I whistle a song of praise
As I walk the beautiful boardwalk of your eyes
The straight path to the ocean of your mind
Waves of thoughts crashing and returning
Never staying but always changing
Always constant, never exactly calm by normal standards
But forever placid by yours
You don't even know what's right or wrong in the world
That's how untouched your waters are
Nothing has had the opportunity to polute your ocean
Your sea, your forever moving body of thoughts and ideas
But so far, you can't compensate
So all you do is cry, but you cant help it
It's not your fault, but you don't know about that yet either
All will make sense soon enough
Trust me, we've all been there
We all know what you're going through