Better

Lost a big opportunity,
That train to wonderland
A chance for something
Broke my heart inside
An aorta lacerated
That day dazed by, that day.
Looked into the mirror,
Shattered it down
Fragments of my flaws.
My glassed-red fist
Is my reminder to be
To be a someone.
Someone better.

I know I'm good.
At least I hope so.
I know I'm me.
I know what I can be.
Looked again into
The boy in the mirror.
"Time to grow up boy.
Time to man up
Time to realize your dream"
I know this is silly.
I also know it's not.
I know I can be better.
I know I'm better than this.
I know I'll be a someone.
Someone better.

Started a new path,
Cut down the hedges
Make my own path.
A race against myself.
The old me in a fisticuff
Versus the new one.
I won't take this easy.
If life's going to punch me
In the face, I'll kick back.
Mind over simplicity
Strength over comfort
Charm over just as now.
A step every day,
On this a new path I carve
With a machete of will,
I definitely will get there
To finally become someone.
Someone better.

When I am better,
I won't miss the opportunity
Once again. Run and catch
That train called you.
I'm sorry. I apologize.
I am still not there yet;
I'll understand if you'll go.
I won't make you wait.
But know my words are true.
I can. I shall. I will become.
Someone that you can admire.
Someone that you can respect.
Someone that you can love.
And when the next train comes.
I'll be on board first class.
Or die trying catching it.
"Man is born to surpass himself."
Time to wake the fuck up boy,
From your slumber in the mirror.
And grow up into a man.
And become that someone.
For her.
Someone better.

Wren

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Landscape in 7B - Warren Koo