Unobtainable

A feeling of hopelessness, is there hope? Who knows

One drop of water in an ocean,

the real definition of one in a million

Just one drop, pushed around by the tide

Push, pull, push, pull

Each drop pushes the next

By the will of the moon

The moon dictates the tide, 

who gets the power

To make the ocean swell

Every drop,

if you look close enough

has its own life

But that special drop 

Is still just a drop

Pushed by the tide

Drops will leave

 and new ones will replace them,

But the power of the tide

will stay the same

As long as the moon decides to be