If I could touch the stars (WATTYS2017)

Sometimes I can't tell the difference between the sky and the ocean. They're both so blue, I can get lost in them either way. I wish I could fade into the sky, or sink to the ocean floor. But I won't . Not that I can't, I could if I wanted to, but I don't want to. It seems too stupid. Not the fact that I can fly so I could fade within the clouds, or swim with the whales down by their floor. But the fact that no matter how high I fly, or low I swim, I will never be able to touch the stars, like the others can. It isn't because I'm weak. It's because I'm defective.