To Pretend Poem by jess deaves

To Pretend



I try real hard to smile my words are not so sure
I go through all the actions to seem more secure
I laugh, i smile, i act so full of life just to ensure
People cant, dont see through, dont see how im unsure

I cant fake a thing and lying is not my style
So, say nothing its for the best just put on your best smile
And afterall in a bit you can withdraw to peace for a while
This act is so hard it hurts like metal but in the end its worth going the mile

My words feel so clear but get lost when i translate
I know in my head whats there it just cant come out straight
God, when this is over i can imagine the lifted weight
The hope that springs to wait for the blissful state

These days my heart is an open wound
So i hide away in my empty room
Wait for it beating to once again resume
These inner deamons are made to fight, i wont let them consume

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
stop revolving 21 June 2009

I never want to be the deamon But the wrong feeling for you has asked Me to search you why people should feel like this Many tears, sorrow and pain No need to translate, I got the point

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