FOREST ✰ POETRY

» ain't it fun

you see a kid taking a walk in the park,
do you see yourself?
you see a teenager diving into the dark,
did you do that yourself?

don't you wish you could relive it all,
and pretend that life is fair?
don't you wish you could surrender it all,
and leave without stirring an affair?

well ain't it fun living in the real world,
when people are nothing but cruel.
you are left with your own thoughts,
and yet they pop your bubble.

you realise that you are not the world,
it doesn't orbit around you.
you realise that you are not the shiny pearl,
you aren't even a sunset hue.

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A/N :
help i think i'm experiencing a writer's block. or maybe it's just my procrastination overload.