L - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

I have a tattoo on my forehead
It’s been there for a while
It’s ornate and very showy
It has a certain style
I don’t know when I got it
But it’s been visible far too long
I wish I could ignore it
‘Cause everything seems wrong
At times I feel emboldened
To grow beyond desire
To overcome my legacy
With goals that will inspire
The passion coarsest through my veins
I feel that I might fly
To soar beyond my wildest hopes
To dreams so rarity
But then I see the image
Of my reality tattoo
And I become deflated
To face what’s really true