"Wait until you enter the real world"
Because you're not already there
You don't have real problems
They're make-believe and air
You don't have depression
Your scars don't exist
"Wait until you enter the real world..."
"Then you'll have a fit"
You have nothing to stress about
You're whole existence is apparently a lie
You haven't been living for the past decade and a half
"Wait until you enter real life"

YOU ARE READING
365 days of Ashes
PoesiaOne poem a day for the next 365 days. This is my 2017 in two books and 365 poems Some poems are narratives of my life and thoughts, others are complete nonsense; figuring out which is which is the best part.