I'm a message in a floating down a river that never seems to end continuously flowing. My bottle has bumped into so many rocks. It has so many cracks and scratches I try to make it shatter but every time I try it heals somehow so I'm always stuck in this prison where everyone can see me but no one notices me in this river all alone. It seems there's a light at the top but once again I'm not right I'm wrong I'm mistaken like always. But every time i think I'm never gonna get be able to be set free I see you and know that there's hope for me to find you. And every time I see you I gain enough strength to crack this cage that is holding me back. that is always there as a barrier to stop me from meeting my full potential always pulling me down from trying to make it to the top. If I could just talk to you for just a split second just hear your name hear your voice. The message that I have had stuck in my head for so long so many times I would repeat it over and over it would play like a record I just want to tell someone but I cant because there's no one to tell there's no one here I'm all alone in this cage that always seems to taunt me by letting me see the world outside but never lets me out and feel the warmth and letting me feel love and feel hate. But I don't know if that will ever happen if i don't see you soon I haven't seen you in a long time I miss the split seconds that I see you smile and I know that you are the one that this message is meant for. As long as I see you just one more time just one more little glimpse of that smile will give me the will to pull through and give me the strength to break out of this prison that has been keeping me locked up away from you. Yet again I see a light at the top but I ignore it because I know I'm seeing things but feel I warmer I feel like it is actually open as I look up is see that face and hear that laugh and I know its you. This message that I have been holding for so long is finally going to be told and I know you are the one it is meant for. As I look into the eyes of the girl who is meant for me I feel like I shouldn't say it because of the fact that I don't know you and you doesn't know me yet we both seem to know exactly what to say and exactly what to do. As we walk away from the bottle that has been a home for me for so many years I thank it for getting me here and letting me live in it and then I move on to my life ahead.

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