Suburban Sea

I step out onto my morning mast

Peering into the sea of houses

Full of the well-contented spouses

And of all the time that has passed

It’s easy for someone to get lost in this stormy sea

When you’re just a guy guided by a false perfection

And who lacks any clear direction

Just who am I supposed to be?

I steer my ship to the west

But these howling winds push it east

How can I ever conquer this beast?

How will I ever ace this test?

I’m just another soul lost at sea

Hoping for these tides to change

While my neighbors call me strange

All I want is to be free

I just need a place to harbor my boat

But this sea has swallowed up all the land

There is hardly even room to stand

I guess I’ll just pick up the remote

I turn on the high def tv

Only to see that a storm is brewing

I glance out the window and see water spewing

And hear the waves crashing down on me

It appears to be my final stand

The waves throw me overboard

Suburban life I can no longer afford

I wake up on a deserted island.