I am now in the righteous path.
Or am i?
It’s a bella noche with eminent guests,
Chattering, dancing waltz, drinking luxurious liquors.
All way up here in the staircase, I gander,earing the dream gown I wished, the sparkling tiara
Above my head telling me how much of a beauty I am.
Living in a massive castle-like mansion, lying in an enormous
Queen sized bed. Eating countless foods on a long long table in the diner hall.How fortunate of me right?Or that’s what all of you thought.Now, brushing my long blonde shiny hair,Staring at my own reflection,I thought. Or more like I realized.There might be a different me in the other world.
How do I live there? Am I living in a cottagecore?Picking up strawberries or veggies to eat.
Do I wear clothes from rugs?Do I live with anyone there?
Am I still alone?Is there someone for me when I cry?Is there someone for me when im sick
If your wondering about my life here,
Please stay there.
My life isn’t perfect
All I wanted was love.
If you can feel love there, you’re luckier
If you sleep with your loved ones, you’re luckier
If you can eat with them, you’re luckier
There might be 2 dimensions.
But our lives will be different from each other