I always loved the movies,
and wanted to be like the girls in the stories,
the cherry bubbly girl,
she was loved, it was obvious, you could tell.
I fell.
A pack of lies so beautiful
you want to believe,
I did, for a long time I did
my heart was full to the brim.
The main character I called myself,
all my ears were deaf
to the words of the world,
I was on cloud nine soaring' like a bird.
Everyone loves me I thought to myself,
I was as open as a book shelf.
I have a hundred and ten friends'
there is no one I offend,
no friendship I need to mend,
all the parties I will attend,
from the start till the end.
A pack of lies,
engraved in my mind like a tattoo,
my world was askew
the truth, I made a taboo.
A happy life till out came the truth,
oh the truth so cruel.
I realized I was wearing a horrid costume,
it was the beginning of my doom.
- Author: Jan_Yin ( Offline)
- Published: April 18th, 2023 04:07
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 5
Comments1
Filling in fantasy as reality maybe isn’t doom each time , but your real experience metaphorically introduced touched me. I liked it. Nice v
Omg 😱 tysm
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