dear someone,
Sometimes I feel
You're a better person than me.
We both have our own morals.
I'm obsequitous,
You've got a subtle God complex.
Does that make me a better person than you?
I'm simple and servile,
You're abusive and narcissistic.
But is being either any good?
I hold on to the past,
You're the face of the future
I'll create spiritual pieces
And you'll create materialistic opportunities.
Doesn't that make you better than me?
I'll play music
And you'll play sports,
You'd be the epitome of victory;
That could be a painting, perhaps painted by me?
We're in our own elements.
Needed to be put together.
We complete ourselves,
truly like none other.
In all the magazines and your radiance,
You see you.
In my looking glass,
I see me.
Oh dear separated someone,
Can't you see?
We're meant to be.
-avy💫
YOU ARE READING
letters to someone
Puisiliterally free verse poems, writings and maybe even a paragraph or two, addressed to someone. the "someone" here is not specific, not the same and not a real person. it could be anyone :)))
