Ordinary

By Safa Faruq

I’m scared of being ordinary.

A glass of water outside,

and a whole river within.

What if I become ordinary?

Having a lot to talk about,

but no voice.

Being just a fish in the sea;

Ordinary scares me.

I want to be the whole ocean,

a whale,

a whole forest.

Not something in something.

By Safa Faruq