To Be A Pisces

Reflected back at me,

I see myself through the sea.

My traits written in the stars,

I think back to the planet far from mars.

Where dreams weave themselves into reality.

Where happiness is above all else, an addictive lethality.
 

My head is always above the clouds,

As I push through the crowds—

Of apathy in life, trying to make my dreams come true.

I feel the emotions of life as if they were ones I knew,

Forever tied to this ocean of a heart,

My creativity spurs from that—in part.

For that is being a Pisces, after all.

Being a Pisces means to laugh and fall,

To understand on an astronomical level,

To paint worlds where nothing’s plagued by a seeming devil.

To see the world in rose colored glasses,

Ones that protect the masses-

From the raw emotion we contain,

As we do not refrain.

Being a Pisces means to be creative,

To be kind and intuitive,

To be so much more than just sensitive.