The contents of the sea is immeasurable
The color can very and so can the animals and bodies that Lay beneath
The contents of a human is limited
The only thing that we're still clueless on is illnesses
We fishes of the earth have grew blind to our fragile selves
I wish to be a fish of the sea, cause they not know of themselves
You matter to me, do I also to you?
To be oblivious is dangerous, yet to me it is truly a wonderful thing
I see it again, as my paint strikes the canvas
I see your whole self, I see your beautiful face by the sea
Reflecting of the moon; shimmering
We are so unique, we are truly glorious beings
as I said this repeatedly, I recall that I myself have beautiful flaws
I recall that it is not only the ocean that makes fish beautiful
It is the scales on their back
The Gil's that help them breathe
And the fins that carry them through the sea
I finally saw my mistake; a currant
I see it again, as my brush touch the canvas
I saw my whole self, I saw not only my face but my soul glistening
If I were oblivious, I would not be able to see beauty at its finest
If I were a fish in the sea, I would not be able to see life for what it is
Unjust yet promising
I would not have been able to see me if I had stayed for too long by the sea
Self worth and honesty
I am bigger than your definition of beauty
You are so wonderful but see, so am I
I recall; I am bigger than the sea
I do more than the sea can ever do
I can be selfish
I can have my reflection reflecting off a mirror, not the water
I can understand creatures of all kinds
I can understand me
Seeing you was a blissful pleasure
However over time jealousy took over
And now I have become way better; I understand
We can stray from ourselves; we can forget
And sea, you have helped me to dive out of that tsunami
I have reached the sand, and walking towards the grass
Then the next, the land
I rest a while, I look at you for a few before I depart
I remember… I remember that it is okay to be at fault
And I was
I bury and barry my hand in the sand; and felt a shell
I then pressed the shell gently on my ear
I hear the sweet whisper of voices that have have already reached here
The voices of those who too admire the sea
The shell held so much memories
Then came to shore a glass bottle with a letter for me
I read it and smiled; "thank you, sea"
I recall why I was attracted to you for so long
People hurt you; sullied you for so long
And you still stand through; so high!
all big and strong
That day as you glistened at dawn you whispered to me a very sweet song
I know now
I know why I love; I too can be just as beautiful by heart
Maybe even apologize to mom; just to hold and embrace her in my arms
I can go further
Because I also, like everyone else in this beautiful world …
matter