A Glimpse in the Mirror
Dear Yester-you,
I know that I have disappointed you.
I built up a gilded life only to shatter dreams.
Your dreams were doomed to fail.
You wanted to walk with giants.
You wanted it all, that is the flaw.
I am disgusted by you.
I had dreams too,
I failed because of you.
I reached for the stars,
But they were too bright and you ran away.
You won in the end.
You made who I am.
I was too scared to fight.
After all I was doomed to lose,
My opponent knew every move.
Regretfully,
You.
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