I look up to the surface, of a world I'll never know.

It's staring back at me, shimmering scales and stones.

Am I just an exhibit?

For others to come in see.

They decorate the cage, but it's still a prison to me.

The oxygen I produce, flies up in a haste.

Dispersing into the unknown, that is where I wish to escape.

However at last, I am trapped, in the glass of this pool.

"Oh and here they are again, my captors, right on schedule."