Floating in a Buoy

I should be going somewhere, I should be doing something, And be living a meaningful life but I'm not, instead I'm just Floating, floating, floating in a buoy; Here is where I am drifting nowhere near to anywhere and I'm distant, close to nothing distant and drifting Floating, floating, floating in a buoy; I don't know why I'm content with choosing less than the best for myself, not wanting more not wanting more than Floating, floating, floating in a buoy; I won't be hot if I stay cold I won't be close if I stay away I'll never fall deep in love if I if I stay shallow; and keep on Floating, floating, floating in a buoy; Overtime my buoy will run out of air and I'll sink with my deflated buoy, Will I drown or have the strength to swim all the way back to the shore, And then get a boat and use its sail and oars since I've wasted enough time Floating, floating, floating in a buoy.