I attempted very short genre of poem, and two liners for the first time, so dont fire me if its bad! I wished I was the sky, but the sky grows menacingly dark. I wished I was the mountain, but the mountain sinks under the sea. I wished I was the sea, but it raged across high to submerge. I wished I'd be the earth, but I'd grow to be dug and trampled. So I thought the best would be, The world be itself, and I'd be me.