I am real

Suffering from duality, a member tries to be me, staining my dignity, I was always worried but now I choose the other way.
I am real, I have to pray, that’s all I needed to be, a prayerful melody coming out from me.
Aside from this harmony is a psychotic melancholy, a product of thinking negatively.

I am real, I have nothing to worry, rest assured I am on the right tract baby, my angels affirmed it with me.
Depression knocks on my door but I am already full, there’s no space nor tabs left in my room.
This place is full of good plans ahead of me, the future is written and programmed slowly, no one can erase it but me.

If they think I have no mercy, then let them be, I have been there already, I have enough mercy.
All taken for granted, no credits have been given to me, not even a thank from the beautiful ideas I have shared with them, no body listens.

Their future is not in my hands, neither you have control over mine. It’s uncontrollable, I am perfectly imperfect, no matter how much mercy I gave you, it’s still not helping you, but a waste of time to me and to you.

I have left disappointed, unable to help you, I am sorry there’s nothing I can do about you, only you can.

A fool once tried to risk her on life, blaming the world, cursing and angrying the wrong one, later she found out the person she’s been helping is the right one.

Sometimes, you must dig deeper before you listen to false reports, maybe the accuser is just the one.
Sometimes, the one you’ve been looking for is just right in front of you, so listen carefully, read text, books, instructions, if it’s available, but listen carefully if you want to know what’s in their mind.

I am real, nothing to worry, the truth will be revealed every after a cycle ends, this is 2020 a time when nobody hides everybody will be seen. If you think they’re the same then look at their intentions it’s where they differ.

Published by Roselyn

Hi! I'm Roselyn! The first and only daughter of my father. He's a farmer and I am so proud of him for raising me and accepting me as his own. I believe that Broken families are meant to be broken for good. As a product, I always feel in-secured about family coz I think I don't have one and I am left alone; but the truth is, I still have them, they just went separate ways and I just have to accept that and move on. It's my only insecurity, I have no place to call my home coz my parents doesn't have one. They're broken after all. I'm going to make a family and it will start with me.

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