a/n - this one may be confusing !! sorry :( I'll explain any queries in the comments!
assignments
(rose's pov)
life truly is like an assignment
a piece of paper that's carelessly made
only to be ripped apart, fragile memories
burning into faded dust.
my mother said that i was 'unexpected'
and I was never meant to be
so does that mean that
my parents just stayed together just for me?
what does this mean?
those neatly stitched patterns of cloth you
weaved for me - surely, they can't be fake?
is that why father left me
knowing that i was still awake?
life is truly like an assignment
you have so many choices to choose from -
yet in the end, only one can go through
maybe, it's not my father's fault anymore
maybe it was me overfantasising mere lore
in the hopes that a happy ending would befall me
why couldn't i be more grateful?
but it's too late now - the past is in the past.
i had a happy childhood - but good things never last.
life is truly like an assignment
I never thought of it, but oh! was it true
watch out, failure, i'm coming for you!
for life is just an assignment
you can rip it apart if you choose
but you can also make it beautiful
and that's what i'm going to do.
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have a brilliant day ahead!
YOU ARE READING
Facing Reality
Poetry[ONGOING] The full description is inside, but this is a poetry book about a girl coping with life in general. Pretty depressing, I suppose, but I hope you like it :)
