Mad?

That afternoon
Sunday perhaps
When I was with..
You took me all around
Showed me things sound
Making me understand
My imagination said
Something's more than said
Just keep balanced your head
Closing my eyes
Expecting fish,
A beautiful one indeed
What I saw?
Yes, it was a fish
Maroon with protruding
Forked tongue
Dreadful and I had to
Open my eyes
The reality seen
No beauty
Scary
A tiny sapling was brought
We took it to dry mud
Outside's hot sun
Still I didn't run
Uncomfortable
Yet to learn lessons
Why?
I dug a bit of ground
and miniature plant was sown
Watching every bit of it
Like nothing before
Like nothing else was important
I knew
I was nothing too
And was everything
When nothing bothered
While mother shouted
"She's gone mad!!!"