in between two worlds...

It’s funny how you see a world from the outside
to then realize that you too are now handed its script.
And at that moment you wonder whether your ‘objectiveness’ is objective at all
And whether you too would give up all that you have, all that you’ve dreamed of, just to be sure...
And you now know what it feels to be like them...
And so here you are trapped between two worlds...
One full of dreams, and one full of hopes...
And when you look in the mirror and see a reflection of their nature,
You now do not mind,
Cause now you know how it feels to that one on the other side...

-moenlite-
[please God grant her unwavering health...]