Sea;
The water
Angry
Blowing and springing up rocks, and sand

The fish
Pondering if they shall live
Wondering when the waves will calm
Wondering if the day shall end

The mermaids
Sitting on the rocks
Flowing their beautiful, vivid color tails
And twirling their long, beach curled hair.
Playing in the crazy waves
Enjoying their made up days

Being a mystery is the life to live
Because what could be the problem
If you can’t have a care to give?
Now school and social lives create stress
But when you are a made up character
Your life can not be a mess

So the water tames
And some of the fish have passed
The exotic animals that swim the seas
Don’t seem to be the same

But if you are a fictional character
There’s not a worry in sight
Not worth it
To put up a fight
Children think of you
As the beauty of the sea
But now that i’m grown
You aren’t real to me
I dreamt of becoming you
In my younger days
I broke the wishbone to be you, on holidays
But maybe my worries aren't big enough
Because i'm just a the fish to you, and have my own ways.