Lost and Found

What I can never have
Gets me, deep down
The smile I pretend is real
Is a sort of twisted frown

Maybe I should admit it
This wince is a cry of pain
But how can I let reality win
When fantasy could reign

Should I fake this submission?
When I simply do not want to
Lift my head up and move on
Covering every scab, scar, bruise

And I find myself wondering
What has the future in store
Should I allow myself to linger
In what I should not beg for more

But there is no map for this road
Nobody tells me which path to take
Or how to hold on to earth
When it begins to quiver and shake

So I continue on
Without a clue as to why
Let the love in me blossom
And the strength never die