Pretending
Do I look hot?
Doesn’t matter, I’m Late
Shit, I forgot
To watch my weight
I tried my best
I got a 58
I failed that test
So I guess I just ate
Don’t think about it
Just get out the door
But if I could just sit
A minute more
No sleep last night
Too much to do
Try as I might
I am never through
It just never ends
This, that, and the other
Schoolwork, boys, and friends
One thing, then another
Stop complaining
It’s time to go
No one is listening
To this self-pity and woe
I have a great life
Boyfriend and all
No sadness or strife
It's a ball
Or so I say
But by the end
Of every day
How long must I pretend?
How long must I remain?
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