Posted in life, original

It Must Be

It must be exhausting being you

Always on the spotlight

Never able to hide from the world.

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It must be awful being you

Not able to decide for yourself, not really

Always being told what to do

Because that is the price you pay in exchange for the fame they give you.

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It must be cruel in the world you’re living

Because no smile or kindness shows on you

It must be hard to pretend it’s all perfect

When deep down you’re struggling to breathe and break free.

Posted in heartbroken, original

Plastic Roses

Like the love that you gave

It was all just pretend

Nothing we do could ever save

The wilted feelings we felt in the end.

And like the plastic flowers on the table

We couldn’t do anything more than we’re able

Posted in life, original

Filtered 

Her face

His posts

Their profile, is filtered.
They see the world

They take a photo

They share it so everyone else can envy them

But their life is filtered.
As if they live in a rose colored world

As if they are perfect

They go the extra mile just to get a million likes

Because their world is filtered.

Posted in miscellaneous, original

In The Movies

I could be in two places at once 

I could be a princess who stole the prince’s heart at a glance

I could be an explorer of a strange new land

Or an archeologist digging the sand

I could be the damsel who behaves properly

I could be the one who slays monsters eagerly 

I could be so many things when I’m watching a movie

Posted in heartbroken, original

Because I’m A Faker

I wear a fake smile

Pretend to be happy

Deep inside though

I’m breaking

I wear this mask so people can’t see

Because I don’t want their pity

 

I’m miserable inside

And they will never know

But something’s got to give

Something’s got to break

 

I promised I will cry no more

But crying helps

A momentary paralysis of the pain

I let it all out

I let it drown me

Because I want to let go of you

 

I’ll continue to pretend

Only because I’ve been addicted to faking it

You see, I don’t mind pretending to be happy

Because it’s better than you seeing me cry

Posted in love, original

Noticed

so many….

like the fish in the sea or the leaves on a tree

admire you, are attracted to you

 

And I….

I cheer

I smile

I pretend

 

Then I wonder

if somehow you noticed

or are noticing

some signs perhaps?

does it show?

 

a pretender am I

and a good one at that

I hide reality and wrap myself around

the fake smile

though I long still for some attention

 

I know deep within

friendship is what you only offer

yet….

I still dream and wish that at least this once

at least this time

at least you

would ever take notice of me