Daydreaming

I seemed determined to beg,

I arrived back from a dark break,

I cut off all contact with the mental attitude,

I felt I was far from being reborn.

But I was stunned by my own reaction,

I stopped limiting myself to blowing grey candles,

my mind was assisted by the most ordinary mediocrity,

behind the smiles a life was battling anger issues.

If only I kept daydreaming

I might just elope...

It might delight my skepticism

and would show off how obviously proud of my desires

I can be.