Déjà Vu All Over Again ' The Fake-Smiled Lone Wolf ' Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

With all the shattered hopes and dreams, which continuously keep to reveal;
Trying to always put a smile, so from your happiness you steal.
The urge of being the stronger part, misunderstood to have a heart of steel,
It's Déjà Vu All Over Again, all replayed on the same reel.

Tearing deep down inside, yet this rain you try to conceal:
And so you choose to feel, what you ought not to feel;
While you're supposed to feel, what ought not to heal.

Grabbing that hot blade, and your wounds you try to seal.
Filled up with love from head to toe, and so, you do your best to be ideal;
Packing up all the agony, and away you throw this creel,
Yet no matter how hard you try, all these wounds will eventually peel!

Driving yourself to be stone cold, so this rain you try to congeal:
And then you choose to feel, what you ought not to feel;
While you're supposed to feel, what ought not to heal.

You messed up a lot before, and so you made this deal:
To do the best you can, to always keep it going, this wheel,
And so all you principles, you had to repeal,
Being someone you're not, even if that led the real to be unreal.

All the little pieces falling shattered, you try to anneal:
And so you choose to feel, what you ought not to feel;
While you're supposed to feel, what ought not to heal.

'It's going to be better this time! ' filling yourself with zeal;
And when you find you at the same dead end, to your destiny, you have to kneel.
You've got to stop rewinding again and again, this old rusty ordeal;
Maybe you were meant to be a Lone Wolf, and to take from loneliness a shelter and a bastille!

And so you become their role model, immortalized in a spiel after a spiel:
As nobody knows that you chose to feel, what you ought not to feel;
While you were supposed to feel, what ought not to heal.