I've wanted to be a lot of things throughout my life.
Vanishing wasn't part of it.
At the beginning.
But slowly, it became everything that I wanted to be.
A forgotten piece of a puzzle.
My loneliness had caught up to me.
I turned a blind eye to the fact that I was just a myth.
But reality caught up to me.
A vanished piece was all I hoped to be.
My hope...It didn't make me happy.
I wanted to live too.
I was getting sick of being a myth.
My hope also saved me from turning into something vile.
Now that I've become a vanished piece...
All that I hoped to be...
I felt regret in my heart, but I felt at peace as well.
Bye now.
May I be forgotten completely once again.
Sorry that I vanished.
Thank you.
I became all I hoped to be.
I hope you become...
ALL YOU HOPE TO BE.
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ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Another Myth
ŞiirI thought I'd be vanished from this world. But it seems vanishing is very hard. Even harder than anyone can realize. Highest ranking: #68 in Poetry