an idealist speaking her mind

everything is tasteless , nothing drives you , all pictures are the same colour , all songs say the same words , you feel empty , you don't know who you are anymore , you wish you can go back in time to meet the old version of you and ask it what happened ? what could have possibly happened to make you no longer able to recognize your own reflection in the mirror ?
 Was life that cruel ? is reality that hard to handle? are you sad because you changed ? do you hate your life for changing you or do you hate people who compelled you to become a different person just to be able to live among them ? since when you know hatred ? you never hated anything before .
you wish you can get back o the old you , you wish and I wish too .

Waiting for that knight

My third poem :

waiting in the dark
trying to find that knight
who promised not to be far
but he couldn't keep in mind
that I was looking for him
waiting him for relief
but he didn't show up and left me here for grief
was I just dreaming when I heard him say so ?
or it was him ? who couldn't keep his promise at all
now it's time for me to stand up for myself
as no one is coming and I won't scream for help
I can do it all on my own , it's only me to count on
me is happy with myself
for finally finding the power within itself
my own knight has finally showed up
I won't wait anymore , he is now on my side .