One moment I’m happy, next moment I’m sad.
One moment I do something good, next moment I do something bad.
One moment I wanna laugh, next moment I wanna cry.
One moment I taste victory! Next moment I face defeat.
I write this poem being true with what’s real; however I try to make it relatable & sweet.
In this moment I am confident, but five minutes from now I’ll be back to my true self.. shy.
Today I’m feeling skinny, tomorrow I look fat.
Im ready to do something productive; next thing you know I’m in bed on snapchat.
In my last moment, I dream of being already rich with friends, heading to the islands.
Or giving back to my family & the community watching everyone happily smiling.
But reality brings me back into this world, thinking it was surreal or so it seemed.
Now I’m in my apartment waking up like, “**** it was just a dream.”