Pretend Stories

Her imagination is beautiful So precious in all she isPlease don't change a thing Always wanting a hug and a kissThe stories are endless Changing every timeDancing on a big stage Or singing a nursery rhymeLook momma I'm a princess Later I'll be a kitty or a duckTomorrow in a gondola Wading through the muckGive her half a minute She will make you smile With her tutu and bootsShe does so with such style She is not quite thr...

Welcome to the masquerade, the gowns crafted and handmade, with not a thread in sight frayed, the beautiful on paradeDon your chosen ornate mask, in the revelers, come bask, drink from the gold-laden cask, but for truth, don't you dare askAll of this is perfection, enjoy the scripted action, and those who play the motion, anything else, you can shunHere, we can all hide away, drink your drink and dance and sway, while a f...

You don't know meAlthough you say you doYou will never understandThe things that I go throughYou don't hear meBut yet you still pretendOffering up false empathyYou pretend, just to pretendYou talk about meLike I'm not even hereThen wonder why I am angryPlease stop faking it, dear.You talk about themLike you've walked in their shoesAnd battled those inner demonsKnowing there's no win or loseYou don't hear themDespite every...

Fuck! I wish I didn’t care. I wish I could walk away and never look back, forgetting everything, feeling nothing. I should never have come here. I certainly don’t belong here. Belong. What a strange word that I’ve never really experienced. People call me crazy, lazy, and oh, what was that you called me? Ditsy. That’s all it took and I was hooked. I go weeks without you, and I never ever care less. Or remember less, or wan...

Preople. Pretend people. Where do they come from? Who are they? Sometimes even they don’t know. Yet they consciously pretend to be who they aren’t. They lie about their age. They lie about where they are. Sometimes they even lie about their gender. Preople. Cutesy names and avatars are their facade. They catch your eye. Then they reel you in with deceit. The pics they post are with purpose. Flowers and candy and sunsets....

It's an endless circle.A cycle that has a futile end right from the beginning.To act otherwise than who you aremakes the reaction the same then both parties leavewondering where the truth liesbut it doesn't.