A writing group poem :)
Reality Realigned
sometimes a smile sticks
and makes the world better
but sometimes worse
there comes a time when
your greatest gift becomes
your biggest flaw
realistic, realism, reality
are harsh words, but
I only wanted to
be real
a difference is to be
found between real
and cynical, but
certainly not there
here, real
proves itself enchanting,
warm as the sun
and clear as a cold night
here, I am learning
how to be real
smile because of true
happiness, cry
because the whole world isn't
here, real, too.
speak out to everyone
no--everything!
birds, stars, flowers, nature.
not a curved facade
in sight, genuine goodness
everywhere
here, I am not
shy, quiet
nor has perfection been achieved
I miss the
word here, but not it's cynics,
the so-called realists
but I'm not sure
where here is in reality
or if it truly exists
outside of my head
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