Fake.

Lost in a place no one can pull me out of,
Slowly becoming cold, careless; dead.
Believing in nothing but pain and numbness,
Not acknowledging when it got so much worse.

Falling with nothing to hold onto,
Everything just starts to become a blur.
Walking along this cracked pavement,
Maybe I should walk away.

Each day passes by with a drag,
Tempting this heart to scream out.
Sew up all these open wounds as
Smiles are plastered on.

Take a deep breath and pretend
Just for one more day.
One day will make it into two,
Two will make you continue.

Laugh, smile, dance in the rain,
Everything's bottled up and
You can pretend forever, and now,
You're the monster you wanted to be.