The Waters
until the day I was dropped
my foot held above water
it breaks me now being told that I was unwanted
infantile amnesia couldn't take the recurring dreams of the deep dark waters below
On the day I turned 5
Ma took us to watch Finding Nemo
all the blue that I saw drew me insane
and from that day that movie just wasn't my taste
I saw not why, but the blue and blue that filled the screens
This poem is about:
Me