Cursed

Am I trapped in a cursed mirror? 

Or in a cursed society? 

Do the wolves come back just to hunt me or, 

Do I invite them under the moon almighty?.... 

Was I built to break my cursed windows? 

Or I must break to build their castles? 

Please remember my smile even as a half remembered dream, 

As I cut myself on the crystals made of my bloody tears.... 

Will I be remembered as Icarus? 

If I chase my dreams & follow my heart? 

Or I'll be cursed like Medusa, 

For needing a shield against the wolves.... 

Are my wings clasped so tight, 

To protect me from the storms?, 

Or because I'm born Aphrodite, 

Or they fear I might unwillingly become kaika..