A small fish that I am
Swimming in this great sea
Racing among thousands of fish
With varying potentials and zeal
We are all gathering towards a common goal-
To unload what's buried within
And vomit secrets through inks
I and my pen in cahoots against my obscured mind
Scheming to dispell any insecurities of mine
Though constantly being hijacked by my lack of words
Where I sometimes surrender and I...
I lost the vital touch of life,
I'd go back to being a silent spectator
As my words began to die for not giving
I watch other fish swim past me
Chasing dream after dreams
They passed along words of wisdom
"Persistence is key", It said.
And it makes me think again
Where have all my vigour gone to
When I am too swimming in the same sea?