You're happy
Right now
You believe in magic stars
But just wait a few years
And you'll be covered in scars
Possibly physical
Mostly on the inside
You will be so scared
You will want to run and hide
You think that I'm lying
You think it's not true
But the truth is right there
And it will soon catch up to you
You think that you will
Be the fairest in the land
But I hate to break it to you
That's not part of God's plan
There's a path set out for you
And you can't escape it
And even though it's horrible
You have to learn to embrace it
Because only a few
Will get a happy ending
The rest of us must be
Satisfied with pretending
Acting as if we are happy
Smiling near and far
So tell me, dear believer
Will you still wish on stars ?
YOU ARE READING
Forest of Stanzas
PoetryA collection of poems. Some are dark, some don't make sense, all are mine. Feel free to comment a title or prompt and I'll write one for you.
