My world loose gravity.
I was avalanched by identity.
Weightless in a river.
I cannot control the way, and yet, cannot stop.
I've already been on the way, drifting across the cultures.

I’ve been pushing by the waves
Lost completely in my space.
I’ve been a stranger to the world
The world is very strange to me.

I am crying to land
Therefore, there is no way
I am a faint weightless fish
Flowed, drifted, bitten by waves.