ocean

I sit here listening to talk of who likes who
And he said she said and
I try to pretend to be interested
Just to see if I can fool them
Once more.
I do.
I wonder if I am really an ocean deep
With waves of disturbance, controlled by the moon
Crashing inside of me.
Or, if I just pretend to be-
Just to feel different. . .
Or rather more than lipgloss and nail polish.
Then, I feel a wave crash.
I know I am real.