Somewhere along the road you decided that I wasn't all that interesting.
You found out that my dark, brown, ever-ending eyes were simply brown.
You found out that behind my smile was love for my family, not tears and pain.
You found out that I was just like you, a human, and you had wished for a miracle.
It's like you forgot to see past your dream version of me, and when you did you saw that I walked on two feet.
You saw that I didn't have a pair of wings attached to my body.
You saw a girl where you wanted a galaxy.
You were disappointed.
