peytonkaelyn

The hero stands in front of me once more. 

Telling me my life is not war. 

She always asks if I am tired.

Like her love is always required. 

There she goes again saying she loves me.

Everything must come to an end. 

Many truths are pretend. 

Lies may be seen to be true.

Yet no one knows what happened to you.

We can cut the strings that take you along.

Have you ever imagined growing up to be a star?
Singing, dancing, posing in front of a car?
The cameras flashing everywhere you go.
Being watched as if you were a show. 
Go put on your makeup; it will make you look better.