There Are Other Fishes in the Sea

When people talk to me about being my single-ness

Swimming in the sea

Is not for me

There are no other fishes that live for me

I swim alone

In the deep blue sea

I swim alone

No fishes for me

I once knew a fish

He confused me

I made a wish

And I loved he

There are no fishes that live for me

Swimming in the sea

Wasn't meant for me

Now that I look

There are no fishes in the sea

I'm caught on his hook

But he's not for me

Alone I swim

I'm in the sea dim

No fishes for me

Swimming in the sea

Never was for me

Author's Note

I wrote this poem while admitted to the psychiatric ward in the hospital. I was admitted for a month that time.