I wake up each morning
to something so fake,
to something thats pretend
going on each day,
only to make the same mistake!
I go through each day,
thinking everything is okay,
that its just a routine-
that everyone feels the same pain.
I go to sleep at night-
wondering how things could've been better,
why it isn't the same like before-
hoping that tomorrow..
God will have something new instore!
I wake up at dawn the next day,
only to look into the mirror,
to see who this lie is growing upon,
to see things more clearer!
I see the same naive girl...
who's face just isnt the same,
She used to be happy,
when things used to be right,
she used to smile more often,
instead of during her dreams at night!
She used to not cry as much,
she used to have something
to hold onto...
Something to wake up for
she used to have her friends whom
she could trust,
if only their friendship was still strong
like before...
Before things got out of control...
Before-
everybody said good-bye and let go.
*Vanessa*
