everythings a show
we lie about our lives
about everything we know
we hold it all inside
we never let it out
until one we just explode
with blood, and tears, and shouts
the show must go on
it aint over til she sings
go ahead, good luck
break a leg, one of those things
we put on the show,
never acting our true parts
the characters hide our faces
the lines hiding our hearts.
This poem is so damn true!!! Life is a show till we break down. Yes we lie to show that were not in pain. It never works, sometimes you just have to let go. Showing more then we wanna. Love this one. Good job gurl!!