My Life Is Far From Life

Are looks deciving?
Are promises misleading?
Everynight, do you fall into bed,
Waiting for you life to end?
Is all you ever wanted was to be accepted?
Is everything in the palm of your hand?
This may seem like a lie,
But...
The lives that are lived,
Speak truth,
But, the truth it's self is misunderstood,
Taken for granted,
A hoodie without a hood.
Not like everyone else,
Not identical to the other realm
In which you can't help but let go
For you have lost the life you
Used to own.

Serenity Takaishi