I am nothing but a little fish.
Just a fish trapped inside the dish
That is clear for all to see,
But they don't understand what it's like to be me.
Just a tiny fish in a big world.
But inside the glass, life remains swirled
As I swim around, unable to think;
Of the day when I am poured down the sink.
Because fish like me don't live long
But all I ask is what did I do wrong?
I am just a microscopic fish,
Living in the bowl with only one wish.
I want to roam free in the sea,
And swim and fill my mind with glee.
But sadly, I am just someone's pet
Filling my mind with self regret.
A/N
First of all, thanks for reading.
This poem is kinda strange. I wrote it from the POV of a fish. So, it is about the life of a pet fish.
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Inside My Mind
PoetryThe wheels continue to spin As my thoughts don't often leave a grin Upon my face, that shows despair Yet they sometimes are happy on the contraire. I'm just struggling with every thought For everything that once was sought They are a mixed feeling...
