I see you there,
Out in the sea,
Waving at people, 
Who just wave back.

They don't understand.
You're not having fun.
The struggle is real,
Too tired to swim.

They can't see your call
Your cry for help.
The waves take you down.
Why won't they come?

Maybe they can't see.
Maybe they can't hear.
Maybe they're too busy.
Maybe they don't care.

Slipping beneath the waves,
The sun disappears.
Eyes about to close.
A hand around yours.

I can see.
I can hear.
I'm never too busy.
I'm here.