I borrowed personality from the perfect girl in school,
in my biggest year,
the most eventful for sure,
I was on a self-set mission,
caustic and cold like the last friendly winter,
to the goal,
never backwards,
unsatisfied never afterwards,
born to win,
snap of the two bosses after the titanium aura vanished like a weak spell,
legacy ruined,
no place to sit peacefully and dream like during a starry night,
the tale is over,
legacy ******,
but it’s what made me a stronger person that I wanted to be,
ever since I met you K.,
your eyes had something mine were missing,
and I’ve heard you’re still around,
the walls emit power
of the holy turtle of the far east,
swiftly as a turtle dove on the light breeze,
I’m awoken once and for all,
fate didn’t want me to rule one kingdom forever,
so I sat on my hands,
though the world is an endless thing,
unholy thing,
let me walk in style through new walls like the best new king,
I inherit personality from the best girl in my dreams.
Poem #16 off my first poem collection titled ‘Feels like Roswell’. It’s for someone special.