Show of Life

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.

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Benore H's picture

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!!