And maybe I'll never be who I want to be
Maybe all my dreams were never meant to be
Maybe all my hopes are just thoughts left to be
That's the saddest side effect of life
That's a side of the story we leave behind
We turn the page and move on to the next
Until we reach the end.
They say you can be whoever you want
But what if it's just a lie?
A sweet little lie we keep to ourselves
Because we still want to create a masterpiece
But it will always end up on some shelves
And this is the saddest side of the story.
YOU ARE READING
MY SIDE OF THE STORY
PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
