I walked through the halls today.
The torches were flickering in the corners,
students were making their way to their next class.
I stood there and wondered
if time had shifted again--
wondered if I were home.
I blinked, and the faces were all different;
I was still lost.
Sometimes I feel like time is an ocean.
Everything is different, in its way--
but I remain the same,
and I can't see beyond the waves.