Fake

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I wake up every morning
Put on a brand new face
One I created specially
To cover up and erase

Heart crying out too loud
Tears screaming under skin
Force a smile and then try
To shove it all back in

Hide everything inside
Do not let them see it
I can't show anything
That is less than perfect

My face is a lie
I hate it, but still
It's necessary to be
With my practiced skill

I can hide in plan sight
Cover up what's within
But someday, sometime
The bad emotions will win

They'll see me inside
But I won't care then
It will be too late for me
My mask is wearing thin

I can feel it get stronger
Something needs to get out
I can't keep it much longer
Of that there's no doubt

What will I do
When my face falls apart?
How will I survive
When they see tears in my heart?

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