Waves

There are the waves Going high up and deep down Excitement of being on the top The speed and the position The thrill and the attitude And the Music in the octave Depression of going down The fall and the failure The dark and the emptiness With the feeling of crave The super or a shortwave Changing me like a slave Forcing to flow with it The way making me behave Now I see the pattern As it fly high, I remember It has to go down Soon to start a new wave I stopped now to see How it is moving me It doesn't have any power If I am strong and brave There are the waves Going high up and down I am now at the center Enjoying the world of my fave