Reality are shaped by our perception
The dashing picture perfect life by the intensity of love and fullfiled dreams.
Who doesn't want that?
My reality is today
To struggle putting my feelings into words, i sometimes have to steal others
Struggling to let the sunlight touches this skin
Tough i am aching for the the warmth it brings
My reality is today
When someone ask, "Are you happy?"
And i replied, "I don't understand your question"
Then he said, "You overthinking it"
And maybe i did
But that is my reality.
As Nayyira Wahid wrote,
"Some of the most gorgeous people I know is a radiant scars."
Society gave his version of reality when they say flower should be fresh and red and fragrant
My perception tell it differently
I say, something that is old, dry and 'broken' can still be very sublime
And that is my reality
I can't shy away from the brokenness of human stories
I won't shy away from mine too
I want to know your reality
Who knows, i might change mine
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