#010
arrange your stage-
the world is yours,
who are we to stop you?
craft the perfect puppet,
and write the perfect script.
design the play of your dreams.
and when you are done,
step up and announce yourself,
and take your final bow.
did you not notice?
the strings were never attached,
the backdrops were never finished.
you were fooled-
or perhaps you chose to stay blind?
in the end,
you stand alone on the stage,
all alone in your world.
YOU ARE READING
𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 જ⁀➴๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⭑
Poetry.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⭑ a thought dump- an area to ruminate and reflect on life (specifically my own) mostly prose + poems if you're reading, then thank you! i only wanna write to make people feel maybe less lonely in dealing with stuff. ✧˖°.🪐⋆｡°✩
