We all like to think
Our lives as though they're
Stories,
And ourselves to be
The hero, grand and shining
In some tale yet to be written,
An underdog,
Burdened with the weight of the world,
Waiting for that lucky break,
But sometimes our final act
Never resolves to an exciting conclusion,
Because no one is guaranteed anything more
Than the role of a background character
In someone else's saga,
Prose proposed entirely devoid
Of our own happy endings.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 2:39 AM UTC
We all like to think
Our lives as though they're
Stories,
And ourselves to be
The hero, grand and shining
In some tale yet to be written,
An underdog,
Burdened with the weight of the world,
Waiting for that lucky break,
But sometimes our final act
Never resolves to an exciting conclusion,
Because no one is guaranteed anything more
Than the role of a background character
In someone else's saga,
Prose proposed entirely devoid
Of our own happy endings.
