This prompt is telling me to write a story but,my heart is telling me to turn this into a poem, and i always listen to myself first ~

Pink sky, twilit stars

Fields of dandelions

They rejoice,heal my scars

And made me feel alive

Look down at my phone

Seeing all my work

Never made me feel alone

But left me in the dark

Wishing it would shine

Like other stars above

Which shine brighter than mine

All I want was just some love

Tranquil breeze hits my face

As tears role down

Seeing my own disappointed gaze

Made me wanna leave this town

Sitting beside a hacyon pond

Questioning this toxic fond

Of reputation,glory and fame

But now I’m done with this stupid game

Seeing others rise above

Like little white doves

“I’m existing ” know one knows

I’m stuck down hear like a grounded rose 🥀

“ What has come over me” I ask

I never even bothered about this task

Broken this enchanting bond

For somthing that make me lose fond

Obsessed with fame,popularity

Made me forget the passion in me

So now I sink deeper than the sea

Wishing of who I could be….