Pretending

Sick of pretending;

Getting up and going to work,
Sitting there smiling while inside sadness lurks.

Acting like I'm ok,
Wearing that fake mask every damn day.

It's hard to deal with everyone around, and faking that smile instead of my frown.

Pretending I'm ok especially when I'm not,
Makes my madness and sadness run on hot!

Wish it was easier to pretend,
But who am I kidding....wanting to die in the end.

Sadness, Darkness and negativity is what thrives inside,
Searching for my heart so I know I'm alive.

I'm tortured by demons...my body lies limp,
My rotten corpse starting to stink.