As I isolate myself, I grow stronger,
But it becomes difficult to accept kindness from others.
Even God won't hear your prayers,
As everything grows darker and colder.
Perhaps it's my way of adapting to these changes,
Yet, I also resist accepting them.
I sigh with a heavy breath,
The world of adulthood is truly different from fairy tales.
It's not that I'm captivated by fairy tales,
Or that I believed reality would be a fairy tale.
I simply never expected such immense complexities,
The pressures and cruelties of society.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
