Pretending
I can see you trying
so damn hard to pretend
you’ve found all you wanted
you’ve reached your happy end.
But it’s all a game
and you’re losing
yourself to lies you’re telling
and things that you’re choosing.
I see your face
in pictures we took
that fake, pasted on
pretending happiness look.
You’re losing yourself
clinging to this
unwanted commitment
and faked bliss.
