It seems picture perfect in the movies
Their lives, so glamorous, so cool.
No matter the dramatics
It’s the best of times
With all their antics.
The blue shades
Levels of the sea
Teals, periwinkles, and jades
It’s all so encompassing to me.
I’m sucked into it… straight out of the blue.
You dont realize its happened to you
Until it hits you with that blue hue.
The “sea” is like a home.
Until it is not.
Shoved down by the waves
Ridiculed for days
The cycle never ends.
Under the sea
of influence and not knowing who to be
Did all the movies lie?