The Way We Are Poem by Lynette Lawrence

The way we are
smiling from the beginning to the start
The way we seem:
happy and free
The way it tears us apart
this fragile mask made of glass

We are running
We are hesitated
afterwards we continue with the double speed
We are everything but free
We are running in the night
life is wrong enough to seem right

You can try whatever you want
no matter how
in the end it's never enough
your best is just a quarter of what
everyone else want s to see
for you, their goal, is an unreachable dream

The way we really are
sad and tearing apart
The way we wanna seem
but life isn't a dream
The way we wanna protect ourselves from loosin' what we want
is a reckless game, perhaps you'll find your way

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