It Fades As It Grow
It fades as it grow,
walk out while expecting it to stay longer.
Stunning roses and lilies invite mournful congregation,
champagne toast changed to a pool of blood.
You never sure if is genuine or staged,
sometimes confuses black and white.
Both opportunists and optimists are marked the same.
needy and want-it in the same race.
I am scared but craving,
broken hearted but still want to try.
I know all I want but confused,
I am dying for self actualization.
I need it to grow when I am shrinking.
But it fades as it grow.
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