Can't Imagine

November 24, 2013

Wonder what it's like in the public eye.

Everyone knowing everything,

No secrets Whatsoever,

Judging stares; hateful words.

Wonder what it's like to always have a front.

To be what others want,

And still not satisfy,

To Know everyone can't be pleased.

Wonder what ut's like to be empty,

Tired and Monotone,

But to always pretend everything is OK.

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