Every day
I put on a show.
Every day
I put on a performance.
Nobody can tell, though,
Because I'm good at acting
And pretending that everything
Is fine
And that
I'm happy.
But am I really?
Will anyone ever
Be able to tell
What I'm really feeling
Without prying
And making things worse?
Will I ever meet that special someone,
Whether it be a friend or lover,
Who understands me
And can tell my true feelings
By just looking at me?
Will I ever be able
To meet that special someone,
Whether it be a distant relative
Or simply a classmate,
Who will be able
To tell me everything will be fine
Without me doubting it?
I don't think so,
Because I never let people
Get that close.
The last time I did
Ended up breaking me.
So now
I'm always
Putting on a show
To make people think
That everything's alright.
But it's not.
It's simply just
A performance.

© AerumHyorin