I wanted to swim with sharks, bite marks were nothing new to my soul.
The dive, ached for it all my life, just let me go.
Stubborn is laced with my name, God knows I've wanted the ocean since the beginning.
My skin is tearing apart; with my lungs almost done I need the ocean to finally, breathe.
It's for me; you knew all along the minute you saw me, I was not meant to stay long.
I whispered to you the first night, I was to someday leave.
Back to the ocean, to the freedom of life, my soul was never meant for here.