Apart of You [Poetry]

The Harsh Reality of Life

If my life was a dream,
Then it felt more like a nightmare,
Than a fairytale.

Filled with monsters wearing masks of deceit,
To hide their scars and fool me into believing this nightmare was a fantasy world.

But eventually, I saw through their lies,
Realizing the games they were playing,
I saw through those fake smiles,
Those false congratulations.

And I realized, what a terrible dream this was,
And the saddest part was, as I looked into the mirror,
I realized that I too was a monster,
Wearing a mask to hide my own scars.

That this story wasn't actually about me,
That I wasn't the protagonist,
But instead the villain,
The one who stole others' dreams,
Who was jealous and deceitful.

And I hated myself, for the part I had played,
For the hurt I had caused,
For life, this life of mine, truly would never be a fairytale.