The Stage

Do we keep up the act,
Put on the smiley mask,
And prolong the facade, so they all step back
And stop asking questions?

Does there ever come a time
The acting all comes to an end,
So your torn up mind itself can mend,
In hopes for a better tomorrow?

Alone I’ve been waiting
For that one single moment
When you let me forget
All the pain this has caused me.

With these final lines,
Forward I walk forsaken
To expose the role I have taken
And bring this stage to an end.

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