i don't think there is anything wrong with being

positive

it's just that sometimes i feel like i just want to face reality

the cruel cold truth in which maybe not all

dreams come true

having high hopes are good don't get me wrong

maybe sometimes we need to realise that it's not

okay

and not

ever happening

i want to give up sometimes

A/n:

Just a poem about the lies we tell ourselves to keep our hopes and dreams from shattering.

I think sometimes we have to bring ourselves and carry ourselves up because nobody will do it for us, or at until others see how capable we are, and fight for us as well. But somedays, we drag ourselves down, weigh down by all these thoughts we have and believe to be true.

Lol idk wtf I'm writing. Bye.

And thanks for reading.