Poseidon's Playground

Sands and sunshine were promised
in the green of your eyes.
Crying was not shown,
the crying I was soon to know.
Oceans have been traveled by many,
who, searching truth,
are trapped in lies.
I, too, sailed to find truth,
only to find myself lost.
Sands and sunshine were promised
but they were not to be found.
Reality is often painful and cannot be avoided,
unless one is to live in a world of dreams.
Maybe that's what your eyes truly promised.

Yeah, you know what I was saying about crushes? Here's another one. I worshiped this guy named Scott. Now, of course, I can barely remember what he looked like. This one was from 1984.