Pretense

it is like i went far and beyond 

but it still catches me again 

these things which force me to fake again 

wrapped in those plastic thoughts 

my mind forced me to pretend again 

 its a whirlpool of a never ending tale 

we fight hard for acceptance 

we battle for that pride 

which is for no one to take 

 and i am a victim but am sorry 

i will fake and pretend again 

 you say this world is a happy place 

but its just a game those pretenders play 

 not a night goes by when i don't feel ashamed 

but i will play their game 

because i have to stay 

 and you say you have the answer 

so am waiting for that day 

GOD

 you created us 

but you never realized when you became part of our     PLAY

Author's Note

feels good to be back after more than a year, hi everyone.....cheers !!

Reviews

[Frieda P]

When we feel we don't belong and try to fit in by not being ourselves and accommodating other's by being fake or pretending, we're not fooling anyone...you 'play' that game and the only one who pays the piper is our own self esteem. Nicely pen'd Asb.

[Me]

This is a beautifully penned poem full of passion. Very lovely poem

[stars are far]

!!!!!!!! I liked it..but when does God become a part of Humans dirty games..i think that is fate and that is what God gave us...but he is not involved in anything in our lives.. like as A God.. but its well done :)

[Ruth]

Good to read you Asb....what a survival piece, potently so...intelligent work x

[DIVYA]

Very cleverly said. A very thinking poem....