This question echoes in our minds
starting the constant comparison
Between me and them – whoever, I find
as completion for the current situation.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who
is the fairest of them all?”
I can translate it to my life of
race with a different time lines, all of them not mine.
Nothing is enough, I need to push
through a bit more,
The finish line is near; I need
to compete.
…
The life of constant marathon is so
extremely tiresome,
My head can’t stand the quiet
room – I need this done.
Define what is the end game of
all these pushes,
Define your goal – you can’t,
your mind is wired this way – so as mine.
Unable to sit and doing nothing,
seeking for the adrenaline,
Generation taught to never get
some rest,
We walk in our daily life aimless
and lost,
Because our parents never showed
us the importance of slowing down
Before the final push is on our
way.
And I roam the streets stressed
and exhausted,
I am feeling guilty that I won’t
be able to take the first place.
…
Life of not taking it easy is a
dangerous path,
Depression and anxiety are always
present,
My companions from the early days
when I have heard the words
That Evil Queen has been asking
herself – perfection is set to be achieved.
And unlike most little children I
have felt for the Queen,
That all her efforts were in
vain.
But the life is not a fairytale –
stop teaching your children
That the good should always
prevail – what is actually the ultimate Good.
I have heard the villains are
heroes never saved, never understood.
The real life is not so simple,
what about the Evil Queen?
Have you really known the real ending
of story?
The Queen was tortured by the so
soft and gentle Snow White – the sweetest heroine.
And just like the Evil Queen I am
constantly portrait like I am villain,
Simply because I know what I want.
And just like her I pursue my
goals, I love my career,
And just like her I am so
cold-hearted – determined is what I would describe it.
And just like her I am vilified
that I don’t fit the mold forged
By those who try to overpower the
determination of the woman’s mind.
…
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who
is the fairest of them all?”
I am the one, my sweet
reflection, never doubt your own reality.
We are the queens and kings in
our own misfortunes,
As well as we are the Queens and Kings
of our own fulfilled dreams.
