Your life is a scene from a movie,
You have to act how you feel,
Never having to give away who you really are,
Your real personality you concealYou must do as the director tells you,
Never make your own choice
Just give what the world wants you to,
There's no need to raise your voiceDon't show your inner character,
Don't let them in and see,
They can't know the tricks we do on stage,
They can't witness the real meMy life is like a scene from a movie,
I can't tell them what I really think,
Instead I have to get into a different character,
And let my real world just sinkI have to feel what my role describes,
I must look the part as well
I can't be who I am and do what I feel,
I have to do what the director tellsWhatever they say I must follow,
I can't say 'yes' and of course no 'no's
I do what you say and I can't really feel,
I have to act the role, and 'me' I'll concealWhen the curtain goes up, the world fades away,
I must do as directed, do what you say
When the lights come on and the crowd stars cheering,
I've got the response I've always been fearingThey don't know I'm acting, don't know the real me,
My inner personality will never break free
As the audience walks away and I'm alone in tears,
I can just let go and get consumed by my fearsWhen I'm not on stage where the world can see,
I will slowly start to see the real me.~Via
Have you ever been so afraid of judgement that your whole life must revolve around everyone else's thoughts and emotions?
You start pondering over your wardrobe choices and the next words to say, when finally you just-Break. Fall apart. Tear down.
Your walls are gone, your stage has vanished. The judgement is gone, the audience has left.
There's no need to be in character anymore.
You can finally let go and be you.~Olivia
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PoesieHave you ever felt overwhelmed by the number of sides to a story, the number of words to make up a description or even the number of thoughts needed to execute an idea? Have you ever had the fear of judgement, or been haunted by the thought of speak...