Am I apart of the cure or am I apart of the disease ?
Something was meant to be,
A story was meant to be told.
Relationships were meant to blossom,
a life path was made to unfold.
I disrupted fate,
made it my own.
Then the unexpected happened,
a fantasy was made to unfold.
A glimpse of an alternate reality,
a truth, a story told.
We expect to see more when we get old,
a waiting game, a gambling fold.
Not everything turns to gold.