It's been said that all that happens

already happened before

Like the waves which a million times

already kisses the shore

But once in a while, in those familiar moments

when your soul is going through a drought

You feel all at once naive and old

Left with nothing but your own thoughts

Your courage refuses to set sail

Because, frankly, it seems like you will fail

And you could never survive that

Since your soul is much too frail

Your head tells you that in this life

security is all you need

Then somewhere deep inside, "But darling,

what if you succeed?"