Fishbowl

Poem about nothing really, just life in general, Just weird.

Like a fish in a fishbowl
Swimming round and round
Am I in life
Hearing the same sound.

I see the same things
and live with the same kings…
I count the streetlights
And I know my civil rights.

What happens when this fishbowl break?
What happens when the cat tries to attack?

That could be exciting
Or, I could die from the cats biting.

I could also romantise of what could happen
Such as swimming in the ocean, living like the captain.
If I was this fish, I would live in a bright red coral plant
But of course I’m in a fishbowl, so I can’t.

But hey, this is me
And know that one day I will see
Life

And I will swim in the ocean
Living on the waves motion.