Reel Me In

Life is childish
So when you ask me to mature
You ask me to die

Nature is yellow and green
Or so you'd think.
Mirrors say otherwise

Challenge is drifting
Some things are just like wind.
Like water.
I swim with fish fins.

I dove in trash bins because, thou shall not steal.
Thou shall feast on waste, and banana peels.
I'm bony and thin.
I swam with fish fins.
Give me purpose.
Reel me in.

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