This book contains poems that don't always rhyme but they do tell a story. 
If you are tired of reading fantasy, try reading Something Real. You might want to look for your own and other's thoughts and feelings inside. 
The suspense will shock you!  

The focus of this book is to relate to the readers while telling a story in few meaningful sentences, that's not to say that it perfectly fits the definition of poetry.
 
This book is not meant to be read page by page. 
you can start from wherever you want and stop whenever you like.

Something Real

When I see people happy, it leaves a mark of resentment. 


Every time I walk under the direct sun, I turn a little less into who I should become. 


Every thirty-minute walk in hot August 


Made me look into the cars of beautiful couples, 


While I die of thirst, my body drained of every last sweat. 


My every last fucking breath is taken with the hope that they forget the face of their beloved, 


So that every day they wake up and feel an emptiness they can’t fulfill. 


And they will never complain because they would never be able to explain what they miss. 


I used to love the concept of being happy for them. 


Nothing good will come out of me rooting for them. 


Just what prize would I be hoping to win? 
