I am nothing but a little ornament inside a fish tank. I look over to the world beyond and wonder about the large artificial structures seen from above the water. I hope to swim amongst the clouds that resemble the bubbles in this lonely confinement. I must have been born to explore the world, and yet, I could only remain swimming in place. I am unable to move forward.

Even today, I hopelessly dream of the world outside the tank. Will I float, or suffocate?