The Other Stories

tick tock
past ten o'clock
i stare at the dark ceiling in my room
imagining new worlds
loves to meet
experiences to have
yet this doesn't last for long
anxiety and reality hit me soon
the world holds injustice
and alone I am powerless to stop it
i continuously worry
about a day a man will shout obscene phrases in my wake
when my glares and fighting will not tell them to back off
when the fire in me is forcibly put out
i long for a day of happiness
it has been far too long since I last had one
i grew up
saw through the haze parents tried to keep in front of me
i saw through innocence
rather it was ignorance
but I know this world is wrong
but I can try to fix it
i will work my hardest
so I may get the farthest
succeed in my dreams
and hopefully make this Earth better on my way to the top
the top where I may see a beautiful view
of all the demons I have conquered
of all the doubt I washed away
into a land that nurtures hopes
that encourages dreams
where we all live in happiness

Notes

~Nova~