Story of my life

I could pretend to be happy

When the world is ending

And you'd all believe me

I'm a great actor

But never onstage

 

I can say I'm happy for you

Congrats that's so cool

When under it all

I have a nagging suspicion

That this isn't right

This is weird it

Doesn't sync up and

Like lightning

My brain connects the dots

 

Coincidence...but not at all

Jealousy but she's too blind to see

Too excited

And he just needs to stop

Stop wanting

Stop lying

Stop not knowing

Can't you look at yourself

And tell if you feel or you don't?

 

I'll just pretend it all away I guess

It's only one more year anyway

Head down, flute up

Story of my life.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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