Am I enough—
Enough to fill your colossal bucket?
To hydrate you with all of me,
And as you can be strong and heavy?

Should I really suffice?
For you to have a plausible existence?
So a brawny man can lift you,
Into his dreamt fitness?

Could I collaborate as a water?
Not just to help but never to falter?
I may be pure, cleansed, transparent,
Though I could be grubby from the rust of your inside.

Should I let them pour myself into you—
Into your lonely, hollow world?
To put myself enclosed just for your own sake,
And let all my shallow secrets be told?

Whatever the response, I hope you can carry me in ease,
For you've been there just so you could transport me,
Into different places where we were supposed to be—

But as just a water, there's a span that I should've been thrown away—

Away from you...

But hey, at least I might be still crystalline...