Lets play pretend

 

Why do they do so?

To hurt me?

Is what they have done not enough?

 

No

Its never enough

They must hurt me to no end

 

For I am week

And they are strong

For I am nothing

 

My pain wounds me

There words wound me

For I am broken

 

They are happy

They rejoice in my pain

They are happy, I am sad

 

They are taunting

They are laughing

It all hurts

 

I put on a brave face

I put on a fake smile

I put on a fake me

 

But inside I am scared

Inside I am crying out for help

In side I am broken

 

So ill go on pretending

Ill play happy family, happy girl

Ill do it for you

 

Lets play pretend

Ill pretend to be happy

And you'll pretend to care

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Perfect Mistake]

Lots of emotion i liked this. I feel the same when i read this, i think of how i do this with my dad infront of other people and family members. Great work :3

[tanaya]

Thanks :D

[Corset]

I wonder why so many parents fail to see how communication is key, so many kids today pretend, not to hurt, not to love. I think many do not realize that because of this "pretending" the child does not get what they need from the family bond, which is the most important love bond of all. The family bond is what forms our future generations, pretending families beget pretendng adults, which in turn beget pretending children. perhaps you could be the bright and shining star to break this cycle.

[tanaya]

that is so true :)

[Lydia]

I like this a lot. Especially the last stanza.

[tanaya]

Thank you :D Its my favourite stanza :3

[olla]

even adults sometimes play pretend.. well written..

[tanaya]

True... Thanks :D

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

These words are so true. So many people "play pretend" and they don't realize how much it hurts not only other people but themselves.

Great write.

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Another beautiful piece. Softly spoken with much pain behind the words. I enjoy how you use three stanzas... helps convey that there may be another line or thought. But you only give us three of the four. Nice Tanya!

[Coyote Poetry]

Took me a lot of mistakes raising four children. I'm calm and peaceful today. I wish I could take back actions and deeds. A family is a hard thing. Need to be close and have freedom to think. Hard to do. Today I'm the kind Grandfather with patience and love. With age we understand the hard life of a parent. A lot of fears and thoughts goes through the mind of a parent. I like this poem. Good to hide disappointment. Negative create only more negative. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote