I was fading into matrimony like a shadow. 
I tried to bolt, but my dreams were cremated into ashes. 
I was a fish, and my moan was suppressed in a crevice. 
My tomorrow was fenced with a creeper. 
I was too curious to see crème de la crème. 
I was a prodigy 
Who crept into dreams, 
But they were crushed like bubbles in champagne.

I wished to scream to the sky and drown in a flood of emotions. 
I thought education was a torch, 
Yet it was under the despotism of darkness. 
I wanted to spread butter, but I was denied by Blue Band.

The tragedy of hijacked tomorrows, 
Hallucinations sequestered by sorrows. 
I was forced into the wrong place like a plant. 
I struggled to bloom between the thorns of marriage.

Have you ever felt like a couch potato? 
And watched your dreams dissolve in a cup of coffee? 
I mourn the loss of what could have been.