Of My Hardships, Transpired
ToTheArk
I see so very clearly your truest form
Shape, ruined so sheerly
Image deformed
My mind, the almighty filter
Removing imperfections
Aligned, though still off-kilter
I strive for perfection
Though I’ll never see the final product of my hardships transpired
There will always be a shred of hope
For those who try to find it
Run back over every little detail
I remember why I never trusted this situation
I can’t believe it
Make sure this does not happen again
Never again, no
I have invested far too much of myself in a project that will never see fruition
Though I’ll never see the final product of my hardships transpired
There will always be a shred of hope for those who try to find it
I see so very clearly your truest form
Shape, ruined so sheerly
Image deformed