World of Disillusion

by Bella   Jan 11, 2007


This is my world now....lies, enemies, and betrayal.

The people I once thought were my friends are now calling me a poser.

Do they have that right? Just because I'm trying to find myself?

Because I refuse to be fake anymore, because I refuse to be their little puppet?

To bend to their will? It's not right and it's not fair to me.

I don't know what to do, or to say.

Do I dare defend myself and lose the only people that even talk to me?

Should I risk everything?

Or should I just keep my mouth shut? I don't know.

I guess you could call me a poser......

because I choose to live in this world where everything is only an illusion.

I guess everyone does because if you don't live a life that is yours then you can't get hurt.

So I guess I will stay in this beautiful illusion I've so nicely created for myself

because the only thing left of the life I used to live is broken dreams and shattered hearts.

So yes, I will stay in the world of disillusion.

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