Some days it’s easy to fake a smile
To have senseless conversations
While thinking of something else.
It comes so easy, and it seems so normal,
That you wonder when it was
That you never felt the need to pretend.
Some days, the answer suddenly strikes you
And then, when you smile, something hurts
Your eyes suddenly fill with tears, words hurt
And all you want to do, is run away from this,
To that place, to that time, to that person
With whom you never had to pretend.
But there is no going back anymore
Because all that remains in that place
Are broken dreams which once seemed real
So I stay here, talking, smiling, pretending
Hoping that one day, I will no longer be able
To know that I’m just pretending.