I am a fish drowning in water,
Struggling to desperately not to sink under the flood of life,
Trying to last just one more day.
I furiously swim and swim against unrelenting currents,
racing frantically to catch up with the crowd,
lest I fall behind and become another meal
quickly forgotten by a cold, callous world.
I am a just one frail fish
in a school of thousands
in an ocean of millions.
A very small, very weak fish,
just surviving in a big, ruthless pond.
Is this where I’m supposed to be?
Is this all there is?
Can I dream of the land beyond,
where others before me transcended,
finally able to reach for the shining stars above?
Or will I end up flopping to my demise, a fish out of water?
One day, someday, in the future,
we’ll all be packed away one by one in matchbox coffins,
shipped off in sardine cans to the great beyond.
But for today my heart is beat, beat, beating:
Pumping red hot blood through my veins.
And for now I am swim, swim, swimming:
soaring through the water,
scales gleaming brighter than any star!
