I don’t know anymore how to define
The world with my blindness
Should I be pitied for sapping myself into the unreal
Could you see me as being fine
And would the world see all my love as weakness
Because to you I was never real
But to me I was always us.
Today’s writing prompt kept me guessing a lot on what to write, I have written something that popped in my head, something that has to do with day-dreaming, the one word theme was elusive.