I often find myself sitting in the shower,
Lost in thought about the beauty of Jupiter.
It's my favorite planet
And is constantly on my mind.
Whenever I gaze up at the sky
I search for its unique shape
And the way it carries a bipolar energy within,
With a never-ending storm.
I can't help
But wonder if this is why I feel so close to Jupiter.
Sometimes I ponder if I'm someone's Jupiter.
I question the meaning of life
And whether I belong here.
Every day, people ask me if I'm okay,
But they never really stop to ask what's on my mind.
We're so quick to judge others based on their actions,
Without taking the time to get to know them.
People have already painted a picture of me,
Even when I had nothing but love to give.
But love to give.
But love to give.