Faking
Curling inside herself,
letting the pain fill her.
This only happens when she's alone.
No one ever see this,
the real her.
They only see the fake one,
the one with the mask.
Better to wear a mask,
pretending the pain
isn't there.
Letting her true self show.
The ugly truth, her truth.
A tortured being.
Pain the only thing in her.
Is not an option.
She fakes love and happiness,
so no one will know how hurt she is.
Any love she has can never last.
She doesn't know how.
She won't open up to anyone,
not even him.
Is it right to toy with him?
To feign love for him?
She never be able to love
him the way he needs.
Should she let him go, or
keep faking?
Pretending to love,
to be normal.
Will she figure out what to do?
letting the pain fill her.
This only happens when she's alone.
No one ever see this,
the real her.
They only see the fake one,
the one with the mask.
Better to wear a mask,
pretending the pain
isn't there.
Letting her true self show.
The ugly truth, her truth.
A tortured being.
Pain the only thing in her.
Is not an option.
She fakes love and happiness,
so no one will know how hurt she is.
Any love she has can never last.
She doesn't know how.
She won't open up to anyone,
not even him.
Is it right to toy with him?
To feign love for him?
She never be able to love
him the way he needs.
Should she let him go, or
keep faking?
Pretending to love,
to be normal.
Will she figure out what to do?