An Act Poem by Lindsay Griffo

An Act

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To put on an act
An act thats so exact.
Everyday I wake
And that smile I have to fake.
They don't know what I have to hide
How I really feel inside.
Putting away with my pride.
At night I fall apart
Knowing tomorrow the act has to start.
It's eating away at my heart.

Saturday, February 16, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: eating,pride
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barb Mortellaro 03 April 2009

Hmmmmm...now this one is good too. Lots of hidden meaning in this one. I can relate all too well, to the false smile. I think your poems are really good. I also think writing them can be very therapeutic... a way to express things that maybe you have kept inside. We all tend to do that ya know? ? When I read your poems, I think, wait, when did Lindsay grow up? ? Very wise words...very intense feelings. An old soul in a young body perhaps. Excellent writing Lindsay. Keep writing...You are onto something good. Let me know when you write more! ! !

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