In Shadow of Becoming, a teenager stands at the crossroads of adolescence and adulthood, caught in a whirlwind of doubt and discovery. As they grapple with the complexities of growing up, they question everything they once believed-faith, self-worth...
They say the mind plays tricks, weaving tales untold, Building castles in the air, where dreams unfold. Yet these castles crumble, their walls paper-thin, And I’m left to face the truth buried deep within.
Delusion is the curse I can’t escape, A haunting specter that takes my shape. I think too much of every nod, every glance, Mistaking fleeting moments for a chance.
Every word, every gesture feels like fate, A sign, a message, a lover’s bait. But deep down, I know it’s not what it seems, Just a monster of my own, feeding my dreams.
Delusion blurs the line between kindness and love, A mirage below, a sky above. I see care where there’s only politeness, And affection where there’s only brightness.
For delusion is what makes me happy, In this world, where there’s only cruelty. It’s the only thing that keeps me alive, Yet I fear it’s the same that won’t let me survive.
Unfortunately, I bear this curse alone, A weight I carry, a fate I’ve known. Thinking something’s there when there’s nothing at all, Dreaming of a rise, bracing for the fall.
It’s a pain I inflict to soften the blow, A balm for the truth I refuse to show. A cruel trick to cope with the harsh reality, That we’ll never be more than a faint memory.
For we are light-years apart in a close space, A universe divided by an empty place. Another classroom stands between you and me, An unspoken chasm that will always be.
Delusion whispers lies to soothe my pain, Yet every whisper leaves a darker stain. I cling to hope I know will fade, A shadow of love my mind has made.
It’s a prison I’ve built, a fantasy spun, A battle I’ve lost before it’s begun. But even in this, there’s a bitter allure, To dream of you, though I’ll never be sure.
They say truth sets you free, but I disagree, For truth is a burden that crushes me. Delusion, my captor, my solace, my flaw, Holds me tight with its unyielding claw.
So here I remain, trapped in my mind, A curse I can’t break, a love undefined. Delusion is my shelter, my bittersweet escape, A cruel reminder I can’t reshape.
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