river of life

as my thoughts, they cloud my judgment like the mist covers the river I know someday I could be free but until then I'd become what I said I couldn't be sometimes I wish I could rush with glee as the rivers show what purpose I can have a reflection of hope and dreams a reflection of who I am and was. the fishes, they swim but some burrow inside the sand like our emotions that we hide some may not feel what is inside but I am glad to have met these fishes cause to me, they are people and I am just a leaf, floating away with a breeze in the wind