The Essence Of Who I Am

I keep saying I’m struggling even though I know why I’ve been misled 

Making my words rhyme seems like the only thing that is right 

I can’t even write the horrible thoughts in my head

I’m in love with a different reality that I can never have

I’m in love with my past and the things I never said 

I’m in love with someone who probably never existed 

I’m in love with the color red 

I just need to know I chose right 

I always knew there was a fork in the road 

How honest is even my poetry when I change a word just for a rhyme

Or for a boy, I never even had in my bed

M.A.P

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