Friday 19 August 2011

Sad Fish

A small fish in a big pond
or a big fish trapped in a can
it would make no difference to me.
You see, I know you wont be fond
of which ever fish I am
because I like to swim free.
I see others swim in a batch,
following the latest bubbles
together in fashion and fate.
I might not be the greatest catch
and I come with my own troubles,
but I will not take the bait.
So I'll watch you all get reeled
keeping my own sad sorry road
whilst wishing that I'd be caught,
but keeping this wish concealed
until I need to unload;
won't you let me onto your boat?

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