The Black Sails Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Black Sails

Maybe our story
Is born alone,

life plays with their
own videos,
selfies,
and I am my own,

My thoughts dance,
alone,
In the wake of their smile,
photoshoots
and profiling,

and everyone has
another story,

another story
adoration,
their own identity,
another point of view,

Life,
my selfish treasures

Still I want to stay alive,
for myamusing humor,
and my ruby landscapes,

Still I'm at risks,
of the black sailor and the
black sails,