Who am I?
Without my poker face
Who am I?
Without my theatral act
Every day I lie to myself
And try to play my best act
Smiling and laughing loudly
To hide the drop of my cry
Making joke and being relax
When the stress is at his high
Showing to everyone a powerful me
But inside I am just completely broken
Scared of just leaving
Doing what I really want
To not offended anyone
And be safe of the sarcasms
I just want to love
To be myself for once
To do what I want
And running free at last
Is it too much to ask?
Do I want the moon ?
This world is not for me
But my chains are too strong
And I can't escape at all
Just to have some small gap
That reveals who am I
And be able to be myself.
17.11.2024
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Author:
David A Liebermann (
Offline) - Published: November 17th, 2024 04:11
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Comments1
Enjoyable read, i often wonder if anyone really knows who they are.
We all have faces and we are lost in it. But sometime we can find ourselves.
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