• What I see : a seashorse, looking kinda timid.
• What I feel : a battle with identity
Who am I?
If you asked,
I couldn't tell,
I couldn't give an answer,
Straight forward and sure,
The question sends shivers,
Down my spine.
I'm the sea,
Calm under the sun,
Troubled under dark clouds,
Full of life,
Yet would take a life.
I'm a horse,
A stud,
Or maybe not,
a mare,
Or maybe a stallion,
With strength in my legs,
And pride in my neighs.
I'm a Sea and a horse,
Maybe an hoax;
Sharing nothing,
But someone defining,
or maybe a make believe.
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