The Horse You Rode in On - Gatsbys American Dream

I think i’ve read this book before

Hardbound shiny cover pretty colors

But an ending that’s sure to disappoint

It’s not what you’d expect when you open the box

And all the things you wish you’d find

Fleeting and taunting

Colors drab and ordinary

Compared to the brilliant white of not knowing what’s inside

But how can i bear to behold that dream now

That my eyes have adjusted to the concrete walls of this box that i’ve opened

I know i’m more than just a little fucked up but i’m trying to make my way back

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