Aquarium Fish

I feel like a fish in an aquarium. I see a lot of things, hear a lot of things, dream about many things.

But all I can amount to is move within the four corners of this glassed world.

I’m suffocated. I want to live freely again. Dream, aim high.

But it is easier to give up than to fight. It’s even easier to fail than to dream again.

I am but an aquarium fish. Face the same people. Live with the same family.

I am so disempowered. And I feel restless.

Let me cover the earth with my tears. Let someone hear my wailing from within.