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Everyday I wake up reluctant to get out of bed Discouraged by the thought that today will hold nothing but more pain and heartache I close my eyes against the familiar pangs of anxiety
it started so sweet, i actually thought you cared about me. but now i see these were things you wanted me to believe we were living in a fantasy, a world of make believe full of smiles and laughter,
It is too easy to make affliction handsomeWhen it's lined with rhyme Traced by thin fingersThe numb glow of a dawn window.White drapes on skin and glassDark eyes torn with pain madeBeautiful
“I’m alone and I don’t even care anymore.” Is what I have convinced myself. When can I stop pretending?
A mask is what we wear. It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes. On the mask is a smile. Forced. Real. Unsure. Scared. Alone. Broken.
I fight a mental battle each and every day. No, it's not what you think. It is more imposterous as such. I believe I am the weakest link in the knight's chain mail armor.
I have discovered the perfect plan. One that will keep thoughts and others at bay. I will learn their ways, their ideas, and emotions. I will be the perfect victim. I will learn to talk and say what is expected.
Sometimes, the best actors are the ones who pretend everyday. They pretend that everything is ok, pretend like their heart is whole. Only around those they love can they break character.
We had a voice, a dream, something to say But the white people took that all away Chains broken only to be put back together again We had a love like no other And found strength in one another
Let’s play a game Let’s pretend that we’re lying on the grass Staring up at the bright blue sky And making wishes on dandelion clocks
Your true self criesYou are deemed as a nobodyYou seem fearless but bravery liesYou seek approval to be a somebody.
I love you At night I dream of you I will not hide it from you My future is blank without you I am hurting So scared to tell the truth In front of everyone I pretend I am scared
One noon, my friends pranked you, Pretending like they always do. They texted that I want us to meet, Even if I don't want to greet.
I hate to just pretend
I've always been placing myself in boxes
Breathe in Smoke Incense
Lets play pretend and everything that happens we will pretend it never ever... happened Then we will wake up perferably next to each other we will wake up
I didn’t think That I cared I didn’t know That there was a miniscule tidbit of gloom Hidden in some crevice of my being Buried beneath heaps of feigned indifference
It's 3AM and I'm waiting For my phone to die And I'm pretending that It's a lie that all I want right Now is a cup of tea and My head on your chest Breathing in your exhales
Life's Masquerade By: Linda Oostendorp
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
I want to be someone Worthwhile to follow Who’s strong and un-scareable But soft and not hollow. I’ll rule how I want With my people behind, But keep ‘em all happy By treating ‘em kind.
Mask after mask, changing my face. Which me will I be today? Mask after mask, I can't let them see all the feelings underneath.
Let me ask a question without talking out of turn what makes you special that you can beat on me till my bruises burn I mean you must have some type of seniority right?
I want to be beautiful, she said. Then they'll love me. The ones who pulled my hair, Tugged at my hand-me-downs, Tore open the wounds made fresh, day after day.
It’s all an act. They say they want to help, But they don’t They act like they care, But they don’t. They are just like Everybody else in today’s society: Heartless.