I often get told
"How you alone ? Your smile drive men wild"
They are right
It drives men wild
But that doesn't mean they
Yes it makes them giddy
But that doesn't mean I fit in their reality
I am dream girl
A fanasty
Paradise is what they seek
But they can't live in it
They need reality to live
And a fantasy to dream
Unattainable they say
"Youre too good"
They say
But it gets lonely
It gets sad
How I'm always alone
And it's always cold
And yet I still smile
For it drives them wild
But it hides this dream girl
Sad reality
YOU ARE READING
Under the moonlight
PoetryFor the longest time, I have used poetry as a way to communicate my thoughts In this book, you will read all the words I wish I could say to the world Enjoy
