Lava Lamp

They tell me I am only part of a bigger picture. The tell me I should not question the way it is.

Since my creation I have gone through the ebb and flow of things and  have been content. I am older now. I have watched carefully as others tried to drift apart, make their own way, only to find themselves stuck again within the same familiar pattern. I have seen the fall of great civilizations, burned out and resembling nothing but ash.

I have taken a few hits of my own, fallen a few times, climbed to the height of all glory only to be knocked down when my stability was taken out from underneath me.

I watch in the warped ways of my people, viewing things not as they are, but as we see them.

I am not alone. I am a piece in a greater whole. But we are not the same.

I long for a world outside my protective bubble, a world where I would be free to spread and explore, finally see the unperturbed sights I've been wanting after since my eyes were opened.

But they wouldn't understand. No one would. They are pieces in a greater whole and they are content. They love their lives and do not question it. But I, I am full of questions.