What You Wanted

When all your hopes and dreams have taken you here

Facing the disappointment of working yourself up to this point

You want to be ok with it

Wanting to ignore the bitter taste as it leaves

Wasting your prospects

You feel at your lowest

Getting out of bed a fucking chore

To face the day and try to act ok

But it could never really happen

In this state of despair

Elizabeth Almeida ©2024