I Am Real

I

am real, you aren’t the only one who counts, my heart is 

real, 

I opened it to you, my dreams are real, I shared them with

you,

the people in my life are real, they count as

much, 

are affected as much, as the ones in your

life.

 

There are consequences to your actions, real damages, real suffering, real

pain, 

inflicted callously out of selfishness and 

indolence,

the fear that rules your

heart.

 

Fear you wouldn’t be enough, fear you would be

abandoned,

fear you wouldn’t get the

glory,

attention and fame your vacuous soul so desperately

craves.

 

I am real, my heart is real, my dreams are

real,

you aren’t the only one who

counts.