Some foam in the ocean

I have a future waiting
Somewhere for me
I know but in these long nights
It’s hard to believe

No more some grievances
But a diagnosis
The winter I have in front
Ripples my trust

In all that I have always thought to build
While all just some foam in the ocean seems

But time is just a puppet 
We have in our hands 
We can let it to lead us 
Or its rules we can bend 

Sometimes we become victims 
Only of ourselves 
We should be our soldiers 
Not only in defence 

And often I still observe
People around
Many of them seems to have
The truth found

I walk over the crumbles
Of past beliefs
And sometimes they can sting
My inner feet

I keep myself hidden from the winds so cold
But I am often reached by the coldest blows

But time is just a puppet 
We have in our hands 
We can let it to lead us 
Or its rules we can bend 

Sometimes we become victims 
Only of ourselves 
We should be our soldiers 
Not only in defence