Every second as the world orbits the sun
You build yourself up and then crash
Turning yourself back into foam so another replica can replace you

People love and cherish you
They watch and hope for you to arrive

Yet I would rather have a steady pool of water

I do not seek for your restless, uneasy, savage green rollercoaster
You are not my higher power; my gravity; my way of life

You are a nice story, lesson, and image for people to adore  

Yet I am not one of those people:
I am not a water person
I am not a believer in your life jacket saving ways

I respect how hard you work to recollect broken pieces and turn them into sea glass; a beautiful and gentle masterpiece  

So yes, sometimes I will dip my feet into your world; but your current is not strong enough to pull me in
Your foam is not white and bubbly enough to intrigue me
Nor your great animals that swim about and rely on you for life
I am me
And
You are you

Maybe crossing paths isn't the best option, but I'll wait and watch your waves crash from afar