I like to be like the ocean.
Its free
Its endless
Its unpredictable
Its scary
It moves in its own rhythm
It has secrets
My hair reminds me of the ocean
First a bright blue and blonde
Its shows the shoreline and the shallow sand bar
As the days go by I make my hair darker
I like to go deeper even though I can’t swim
I live to drown myself in my thoughts
I still keep quiet disregarding how others see me
I don’t smile on the inside
Every once in awhile
I go to the surface
For a breath of air before I dive deeper
Realizing I suffocate on the surface
Loved one smothering me as I ascend to the surface
The Anxiety
The Questions
The Love
It’s not for me
It’s too much
My solitude
My peace
My tranquility
That’s me
The loud crash of waves on the surface sound different
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 6:05 PM UTC
I like to be like the ocean.
Its free
Its endless
Its unpredictable
Its scary
It moves in its own rhythm
It has secrets
My hair reminds me of the ocean
First a bright blue and blonde
Its shows the shoreline and the shallow sand bar
As the days go by I make my hair darker
I like to go deeper even though I can’t swim
I live to drown myself in my thoughts
I still keep quiet disregarding how others see me
I don’t smile on the inside
Every once in awhile
I go to the surface
For a breath of air before I dive deeper
Realizing I suffocate on the surface
Loved one smothering me as I ascend to the surface
The Anxiety
The Questions
The Love
It’s not for me
It’s too much
My solitude
My peace
My tranquility
That’s me
The loud crash of waves on the surface sound different
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