I remember back as a child pretending used to be a fun game.
One to play with your friends or even your parents.
Now ,though, pretending is different.
Pretending is to lie in order to cover your mistakes.
I pretend every day; I lie and fake as though its tough-- and im good at it too.
I can completely rationalize my lies with things like ADD and Insomnia.
Perhaps they aren't as much lies as half truths.
Im not sick medically, but rather emotionally.
I shirk my work and my duties because I can't forcus yes.
I disregaurd deadlines and responsibilities because I cant sleep at night, true.
However a doctor could not discern why.
Only my heart knows.
The person who steals my mind and slumber just as they stole my heart.
I wonder if you even still care, that my life slips into ruin because of your absence.
Or, whilst i reach out to you for the love that we once held so strongly,
you're simply pretending to further reciprocate..
