Unreal

I looked up to them as ideals
But they put me through ordeals
Of compassion, of respect, of kindness—
The people I envisioned were too unreal.

Strangled and throttled by the vines
How could I forget to read the signs 
Of beauty, of hope, of fairness—
The life I strived for was too unreal.

Unnoticed, I'm fading away
So tired now, I don't want to stay
Of serenity, of tranquility, of happiness—
The world I dreamed of was too unreal.

I had to let someone know
But you had to deliver the final blow
Of love, of empathy, of humility—
The concept of you in my mind was too unreal.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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