I survived another day,
Empty and alone.
No one noticing anything different
As I walk through my motions.
I laugh and cry
When I’m suppose to;
Wearing my multitude of masks
Day by day smiling that smile again.
A pretty little hollow doll that seems real.
All the world is a stage and
The curtain rises with the spotlight hitting me.
I know just the right words to say
In order to survive another day on this stage.
The words required to stay sane and save face,
In a world I don’t feel like I belong.
Always playing my part well without fail.
However, when the curtain closes for the day,
And I’m alone for the night.
I let it all go and scream as the emptiness consumes me.
Feelings swarm and flee,
Never imprinting on me.
And I go and smile that smile again as a new day arises.
Wearing my masks,
Playing the part of doll without strings.
Oh, how she seems so real,
Porcelain-cool cheeks,
Flushed with false cheer.