LOST AT SEA:
Remember when life
was care-free?
When problems were never bigger
than a lost crayon or toy.
When we were little kids
with little running shoes
playing outside in the sunshine.

And then we grow.

Our first day of kindergarten
We think it’s a scary yet amazing place
Full of new toys, new fun, new friends, and new challenges.

And then we grow.

We start elementary school
And things get sort of tricky
Some kids aren't nice
Some teachers aren't nice
There’s more work, and even more challenges,
but there’s still fun.

And then we grow.

Another school.
It’s bigger and scarier.
People - friends - have changed.
Betrayal, rumours, homelwork, peer-pressure.
This is where the confusion begins . . .

And then we grow.

We’re now teens.
Not children, not adults.
The human equivalent to a ship lost at sea,
Ships that aren’t floating, but ships that are drowning,
Drowning under the weight of youth:
School, friends, love, family . . .
But the heaviest weight of all can be the thought of our future.
We’re ships lost at sea; where are we headed?
Are we bound for a shipwreck, or to become castaways on an empty island?
We’re sailing across stormy waters, through treacherous winds
that seem only to be pulling us further away from where we need to go.