I Am the Lessons I Am Learning.

I dreamt of fairy tales, even through high school.

I fantasized the impossible, the lesson learned was too cruel.

I experienced the highs and lows,

kicked myself one too many times over the things i chose.

I gave in to the moments that made me weak;

I welcome the odd ideas that make me unique.

My confidence is easy to shatter;

send me sharp words by tongue

and i convince myself I do not matter.

I am found in the corner, apart from the crowd.

When the cameras start rolling, I search for an escape.

I dream of ways to make my parents proud,

but not conform to this generations skewed scape.

I long for the day to see my name in a store,

to touch a life and show they are not alone.

someday, create a world to explore

while leaving an imprint after I am gone.