Lulu_D

We're all actors

Every one of us

pretending, acting, faking

we've all done it

Fake smile,

Fake laugh,

Fake happy,

Fake sad.

I've bottled it all up, I can barely feel real.

What's real?

I’ve never liked the seaside

fearing the riptide

that takes me away

I’ve never liked the high dive

jumping

up

up

up

then down into the deep

nothing

Yet here I decide

I fear nothing
 

Not as in I am fearless,

but as in 

I fear it

It’s truly incomprehensible,

it can’t be imagined,

and we’re stuck with the thought of 

I don’t like thinking

all of the time

because sometimes

I can’t stop

I don’t like thinking

alone in my mind

because it doesn’t

 always think right

When doves cry

is it because 

they are filled with pity?

When they lie

slain on the street

I can only hope they went out quickly

I drive by

through busy streets