Alone

It all crumbles to the ground
as it always does.
Dreams are shattered and hearts left bleeding.
The reality, although understood before entering,
is much harder than I had imagined it would be.
It is a constant up and down,
emotions are out of control.
One of the hardest things is trying to figure out
how you truly feel, then what you're going to do about it.
Should you follow your heart?
Or use your head?
Should you focus on fantasy?
or consider the reality?
It just makes me wonder, in the end,
why I spent so much time...
So much of my life...
on a notion that would never leave the ground.
I knew all along that nothing would become of us...
I guess the thought that maybe, someday,
if I were lucky, fate would make an exception for me
so that maybe I could have one ounce of happiness in this miserable life...
No, fate is not on my side,
I am alone in the world,
and alone in my mind,
constantly alone...
forever alone.