Lost

I'm a winged mortal
free as the wind
my salty sweat knows no time
and my bitter blood
with purple tones
just bleeds
it knows nothing else
flavors and experiences
tell me I'm not lost
even when I know not where I am.
I don't know where I'm going
but I know who I am
this map is my treasure
no captain
no crew
just this little boat
and a couple of songs
in my ever changing currents
I sink titanically
and when I come afloat I see
you can no longer stand
my doubtful spirit
adrift in a deserted island
this is my message in a bottle
cause I know no other way
to say goodbye for a second time
I don't want, and can't be what you want me to be
I don't fear
and I shouldn't pretend you don't see it