Fish Out of Water

Then what if I am not in my zone,
Slipping on an uncomfortable lawn;
It’s time and tide which overflown,
I will be me and break the nutshell of norms;

I will learn how to swim,
Deep beneath the drought with even burnt skin;
I can be the tin; I can be the bin.
But more than that I will never forget to swim;

I have life with some shine,
I have brain with nine on nine;
I will light the world with gradience of mine,
I will surely let all know the importance of mine;

I have experience and have dual roles,
I have experienced so much as a mom;
I can tell the right, I can show it false,
I can destroy everything, like an activated bomb;