~

My lips are moving…
But the words aren’t mine…
Never speaking the truth…
Telling them I’m FINE…
And making them believe…
All is well in my world…
That the sun is shining…
And the flags are unfurled…
With wind gently blowing…
The birds and the bees…
And branches are swaying…
On the blossoming trees…
But if they scratched the surface…
They may actually find…
This mask that I’m wearing…
Has the real me behind…
Desperately hiding…
Trying not to show…
The outside world…
What’s going on below…
The painful existence…
Of this damned cruel life…
Where nothing is simple…
And everything has a price…
Because when she left…
She just took it all…
Left me broken hearted…
Made me fucking crawl…
And everything I lived for…
Just simply faded away…
Leaving my mind numb…
Day after day after day…
But I learnt to exist…
From behind a smile…
So nobody can see…
My life isn’t worthwhile…
As my lips keep moving…
But I’m not who they see…
They can’t see the truth…
Or see the real me…

~