No Affinity

The souring colors of the watery depths
Sing to me as I sleep.
From the pink corals of the salty sea,
To the sands soft to soothe.

These fins of mine trail behind,
My tail highlighted in the rippled light 
From the surface above.
My dark eyes could see all, and nothing could hide.

I never once thought myself strange.

Those around were food to me,
And no reflection could show me
The face at which I own.

Human hands gripped my body,
Their voices, loud and harsh.
They looked strange, and the splashing of the rocky shore couldn't drown their taunts.
To them, I was the strange one.
They could walk, but I could not.
They called me a fish, and my eyes were any human's worst nightmare. 
I covered them as they tried to pluck them out, my eyes that could see all.
One by one.