Diving is a Choice

Tue, 11/25/2014 - 20:39 -- Morgval

It is as if hooks sink into the corners of my mouth and while it looks to you as if they pull up

Gravity overcomes and yanks them down

And all the colors are slapped onto my face and I feel like a clown

Yes I am doing just fine and yes this and that is always on my mind

But you think I'm a girl and she thinks I'm a man

I think I'm a nothing and I have no plan

I'm neither this nor that

I don't fit in that pond or your lake

The ocean is far too deep for all of you and I'm welcoming the lack of air

And you wanting me to come out of the water requires me to care

I wish you would all just dive in

So you would see how salty and cold it really is

And why I think you're lying when you say 

The water you're in is just fine

 

 

 

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