requiem of our dream
A Letter to My Reflection:
What's wrong with being who I want to be?
I want to be free...
But it's almost impossible when you feel like you're tied to a tree...
I was deemed hopeless, worthless
by he who didn't know me.
For all I know,
you were included in the mass discrepancy.
These emotional scars,
they run so deep...
And now, I can't forget the life we used to lead.
Felt like I was,
Livin life in a box.
It's not too hot... until I realized:
That's all some people got.
So I settled.
And you turned a blind eye,
never there to lift me up.
Or wipe fallen tears as I cried.
We went for the less,
there went a life of trying our best.
Now, as I look back on our times...
I see the blood, sweat and tears left behind.
Is it really a surprise?
Never a waste of time.
Flower blooming, coming into her own light.
I wouldnt have asked for anyone else to stand by my side.
Love,
Me