I’m Right Here

I don't prefer to speak
On even my behalf
Because the voice that come out
Do not belong to that
Even from the body
In which they float
Sometimes I am a wreck
Sometimes I'm wiser than I know
Battling off an issue
That isn't really there
Drifting on my own these days
Cutting all the hair
Oceans picking up now
My mind is in the shade
The sun is slowly moving
Goodbye to my parade