the new dawn of the day after
I try to fill my day with laughter
it's getting harder to fake my way
from beginning to end every day
is this what it means to be grown up?
as if life wasn't tough enough
I fake each day until I'm depleted
then, tomorrow, I must repeat it
this is my life every day
so much to do, so little to say
take back my adulthood, I renounce that life
so I'm not the one holding the knife
a knife that will plunge deep in my chest
so that I'll end up like all the rest

© Jacquelyn Bartie