Ocean

You might think i’m just
a regular teenage girl
with red hair
and blue eyes
But I know I am more
way more than that
not a boring windmill
or a fragile flower
i’m like the ocean
ever changing
When i’m angry
or mournful
When I start to scream and cry
I am the waves that crash
plunging into sea
But when I am buoyant
my waves start to calm down
and go with the relaxed mood
The moonlight rippling across
the surface
I am serene as the
waters beneath me
The red haired, blue eyed girl
is the ocean
a plunging, calm ocean that lives in the moment
Zoe lambert //15
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