i long to be seen, as soft as the sea,
with waves of grace, unspoken, yet free.
a shimmer of moonlight on neptune’s face,
a fluid dance in the dark’s embrace.

i reach for the stars, to be seen and adored,
in silken whispers, my essence restored.
a goddess rising from the ocean’s deep,
where secrets are hidden, and promises sleep.

my heart is a vessel, a delicate song,
a rhythm of beauty that’s always belonged.
yet the world sees a shadow, not the light in my gaze,
unaware of the tide that swells and waves.

neptune, dear neptune, i seek your call,
to awaken the feminine, to rise and stand tall.
for i am the ocean, the mystery untold,
i wish to be seen, in softness and bold.

but in their eyes, i wear a mask of stone,
a harsh reflection of all i don’t own.
they paint me with strength, too heavy a weight,
as though softness is something i must forsake.

i hate how they see me, with edges too sharp,
when my soul yearns for a gentle spark.
i crave the soft tide, not the warrior’s march—
to be seen as feminine, with neptune’s arch.

they say i am strong, as if strength is the prize,
but i long to be seen with softer eyes.
not as the storm that thrashes the shore,
but as the gentle waves, always wanting more.

my beauty is not in the battle i fight,
but in the quiet that flourishes through the night.
like the moon’s soft glow on neptune’s blue,
i wish to be seen as delicate and true.

for too long, i’ve been carved in harsh stone,
a shape that feels wrong, a weight of my own.
when all i desire is to float and to weave,
to be seen as the gentle, to simply *believe.*

neptune, please hear me, as waves kiss the sand,
i long to be held by a softer hand.
to embody the feminine, tender and bright,
not a shadow of strength that eclipses my light.

so let me be soft, let me be seen,
as the moonlit waves that fall in between.
for i am the ocean, a song in the deep,
a gentle force, longing for peace.

i wish for the world to see me as i am,
not a fortress of stone, but a delicate dam.
where softness flows like rivers to the sea,
and strength is not something i need to be.

for i am more than the power they claim,
more than the mask they have carved in my name.
i am the softness that whispers and sings,
the quiet pulse that the ocean brings.

neptune, dear neptune, guide me to be,
the woman i am, wild and free.
a tide of beauty, a wave of grace,
let the world see me in my true embrace.

no longer will i hide in the strength i’ve been sold,
i long to be seen, tender and bold.
for i am the ocean, the depths of the night,
a feminine force, glowing in light.