A Life I Cannot Have

was thinking about my future and who I want to be if I were more privileged

Maybe if I was stronger, better, a little less upset

Then maybe I could enjoy the life I have and

Seek happiness in the things that easily come

but I want a life filled with the things I've always wanted

but everything I want is unattainable anyways...

I guess I'll just lay back down onto my bed with the pillow and mattress that welcome me back so lovingly and fall back into dream again.

The dream where I am the true me.

The real me

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I can relate to these words because they touch upon aspects of depression. Why it is difficult to be motivated to rise out of bed because in our dreams we see our better selves. Which in the end are haunting illusions meant to render us immovable and stifle actual living. This is a good poem thank you for sharing.

[A]

Thank you for your comment! I'm glad you understood what I was trying to get across because originally I thought it was too "scattered" in a sense if you get what I mean. :)