It takes the shape
Of whatever object it's in.
It fits in
So clear
That it might not be noticed.
The only time that water
Stands out
Or can be noticed
Is when it is a single droplet
Left out in the open
With nothing around it.
The way that it has nothing to join
Nothing to hide in
Is what makes it stand out.
But what if the water
Can never be noticed?
Never be seen?
Merely hidden among everything else?
What happens then
To the water?
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Poems
PoetryI'm not the best at writing poems, but here's a compilation of the ones I write in my notebook. They're kind of confusing at first, but you'll figure it out. Yes some of them are emo, but some are happy too. Updates every Friday
