You might think I’m just

a fourteen-year-old girl

with plain-jane brown hair

and bespeckled brown eyes

But I know I am more

way more than that

Not a bird or a bee

nor a breeze whistling through the trees

An ocean

an unexplored ocean

I seem shallow

from the surface,

as if I lack depth,

and my waves,

when they come crashing,

are terrifying to be caught in,

where a person’s feet shall be swept

from beneath them

and they have trouble gaining ground

Yet, to others I am familiar, welcoming, and comforting

My waves lap gently at them,

timid, soothing, constant,

and I allow them to witness my depth,

which is still leagues below even what they can see

and houses creatures some would claim as weird

but others claim as interesting

My waters are sometimes murky

but they usually return to crystal-clear,

calmly extending and receding,

receding and extending

The average brown-haired, brown-eyed girl

is an ocean

a bottomless, breath-taking ocean few will ever get to discover