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Is this feeling of melancholy
Only going to leave me with such worries
How can I flee this scene
When it's become apart of me

I want to disappear and hide
But my body cannot disguise
My mask is falling off once more
Shall I pick it up or let it go

My arms are heavy and my mind is empty
I can't bring myself to hide this melancholy
I can't bring myself to reattach my falling mask

But if I don't play my part
They all will surely know of the act I've put on
"I'm tired", I whisper to the director
All I get is shaking head, telling me there's no point to discuss my sorrows

I can be tired all I want but in the end, the show must go on...
-s

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a/n:
tell me what you guys think?

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