Behind the scenes, I
Crumble.
A smile only takes me
So far.
Telling jokes to those I care
About, because when one laughs,
They momentarily forget their
Troubles.
Though, while in that moment,
When you follow the need to laugh.
Inside, I am crumbling.
I never let anybody see the
Real me, because every time I
Have I am dismissed and
Rejected.
Something I could never do.
It's been this way, for as
Long as I can remember.
If only someone stayed behind
For me, to not just hear
But listen to what I feel.
Until that day comes, behind
Closed curtains I cry.
Saying nothing, but watching
On with teary eyes.
Social acceptability, calls
To me to give an encore.
Once again, I am forced to
Wear a smile as my disguise.
The real me slowly dying
Of self set torture, inside.
Made to believe that the
World will remain a better place,
By not seeing what I keep
Inside.
So for now, until I learn
Otherwise, I continue to
Show my exterior in life
Throughout.
- Alexandra Pierotti.
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