Dear me,
I know you are tired,
And probably conspired,
For the love this world seeks,
Dear me,
Was it really that hard,
Or you just forgot the,"Past me"
For the hate they gave,
Dear me,
Are you tired?
It didn't last enough,
Or are you the sole creator of,
"this is enough"
Dear me,
Don't hold much,
There is a feather to touch,
In the light of hope,
Dear me,
If it's too outrageous,
Then let it pour,
What will be the consequences,
At least you had someone to adore.
Dear me,
Life is not about sophistication,
Or the gateway to heaven,
Dear me, it's the narcissus way,
Of falling for your own reflections.
K.S
