maybe it was my fault
was i hallucinating ?
dreams aren't palpable things to hold
why'd i fool myself into thinking that ?
i make myself look so lovable and pretty, as if everything i touch turns to gold.
but im the epitome of narcissism, self obsessed, egotistical.
it's just a matter of time till someone finds out.
YOU ARE READING
dread of color
Poetrywas it worth it ? did i need to be dressed with pretty diamonds to feel this loved ? or was i kidding myself.
