The sky
A reflection of the sea.
Is that what I am?
A reflection of who I want to be?
It’s wrong
That my words are gentle ripples.
When I want them to be
Roaring oceans.
My reflection is a sea
Trapped inside a raindrop
I’m going to break free
With crashing waves inside of me.
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 7:02 PM UTC
The sky
A reflection of the sea.
Is that what I am?
A reflection of who I want to be?
It’s wrong
That my words are gentle ripples.
When I want them to be
Roaring oceans.
My reflection is a sea
Trapped inside a raindrop
I’m going to break free
With crashing waves inside of me.