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It's Hard...
The Show
I bring laughter, smiles
Show no pain
Deep down there’s hurt
Alone again
No one knows just what I’m feeling
Time alone postpones my healing
Behind these walls lay hardened tears
For all the sadness through the years
This show of tricks, my masquerade
My smoke, my mirrors, my mask of shame
I fear that they might say Farewell
If shown what lie beneath my shell
I fear someday I’ll die alone
I fear my fate is set in stone
Till then I wait for signs of change
While acting fine on center stage
I love, I hate, It’s all the same
All I feel is crushing pain
I call for help with no response
My final note in fancy fonts
My hurt and pain will rarely show
I make sure that no one will know
My heart, my mind, my enemies
They all seem close, the same to me
What happens next I’ll never know
This welcome to my final show
The ups, the downs a roller-coaster
I take my gun out from its holster
One day soon you all will see
My pain, my tears and agony
When I am found
Dead and alone
“What was he thinking?”
Will remain unknown
I doubt many will ever care
Life goes on without me there
I’ll be free from my own mind
Lives will be better I'll surely find
The times that I have let you down
The times I smile and hide a frown
These masks all part a lonely past
Down to abyss my body cast
Dark and deep into the ground
My casket cold, without a sound
I hope that I will feel no pain
I hope I will not feel again
No need to weep, a time to sow
I have performed my final show
And in this final closing act
I’ll disappear
No coming back.

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