Sea foam
How rough the waves doth crash
How deafening the raging waters
No one can tame these beasts
Like great blue demons
Under the water lies a girl
Unhappy with her form
She longs for something new
The ocean is her prison
From the sea she sees him
The change she wants in her life
She gives up her fins for legs
And is disappointed when she finds land
With a broken heart and no hand to hold
She returns to the sea to rest
The princess turns to foam
This poem is about:
Our world