Grammy

by PoetPhreak   Apr 4, 2005


Dragging my feet and looking down,
It seems to do me well,Know one can see my frown.
Here i sit being the actress that i am and will always be,
Role-playing for all, so they wont see the real ME.

Their voices and false identities give me so much frustration!
I like living in my own world... my OWN imagination.
The sense of their bodies surrounding me weighs me down i can barely feel.
The upsetting thing is its not a dream its all for real,

"Grow Up!" i want to scream but i'm way to sweet,
Its my manners that hold me back, self control gets me so beat.
Forget them all just close my eyes and block out their sounds,
I\\\\\\\'m tired of being a fake i want to pull off my mask ...it would make their heads go round.
What gets me the most is when i scream know one can hear me
They cant even imagine my sad plea,
For i am the actress who fakes it so well i should receive a grammy.

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