Ocean of Smiles or Should I Say Sadness

I walk or should I say swim

Through the crowd of people

I am splashed in the face by their laughter

And their smiles,

Why am I not smiling?

I washed up into classrooms as a crab is washed up on the shore

But when the sweet sound of the bell arrives

I am swept into the hallways as if I were seaweed

No one seems to notice me.

I am a fish

Following the current of people

I am the breeze quite but strong

I am the sand, I hold my ground no

Matter how strong the waves of people our,

I am the whole ocean.

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