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The Reality of Life


Through the storms, daddy went out in the rain. I felt ashamed, but I did not see daddy’s pain.

I questioned why my life had to turn out this way, it felt like a nightmare and I only wanted it to go away.

I would close my eyes and fantasize of a life that is not mine.

I came to realize that I was only living a lie.

When it rained, daddy stumbled through the muddy puddles.

Daddy was feeling muddled because he couldn’t pay the bills on time, so expenses would double.

I was searching for the missing piece to this puzzle, when it was right in front of me.

I fell under the impression of perfection, which drew me into a mental obsession.

I had no discretion of my life’s direction.

I took a closer look at my reflection, which taught me a lesson.

This life is filled with obstacles and some things in life are not optional, but nothing in this world is impossible.

I had to set my mind free in order to succeed.

I grew up mentally when I gave meaning to every feeling in me that felt unappealing. 

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