Reality

Dear Reality, 

I gaze into the sunset in search for more of me

I've created this fantasy 

that does not seem to be a fan of me. 

I continue to be awoken by my reality

And i feel its taken a toll on me a constant battle of 

relentless strategy 

That always seems to fire back blindly 

I just want my creativity to form a perfect fantasy 

That will fully describe me,

but i guess thats impossible

when i always turn my back on what's clearly in front 

of me.

Sincerely-

Creativity.