Life actress

by Nicole Easton   Oct 10, 2008


She cries, she laughs but it's all pretend,
She's a true actress right to the end.
Nobody knows the real her inside,
It's all an act, has been for a while.

New people meet her, she smiles, life's fine,
Yet down below she just wants to die.
She keeps on going, for how long she doesn't know,
The real her she could never show.

She's not tough, strong or in control,
She's weak and useless yet no one will know.
To the end that's how it will be,
As her life is all an act and that's all they'll see.

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  • 15 years ago

    by D Jon Versatino

    This good, very good. I felt every voice in it!
    Really touching!