Theatre

Each day
Starts
The same way;
Painting on
My second skin
Eyeliner, mascara
The mask I wear
To try and
Fit in
Then begins
The production
My curtain call
To perform
Read the lines
You'll fall
For
Like "I'm fine
Really, I'm ok
I'm coping
Getting through
Each day
No problem really
No need to worry
About me."
And it's easy
Because you
Want to
Believe
I'm fixable
So I'll
Keep up
My amateur
Dramatics
I know
All the tricks
To keep you
Believing
But you see
I'm a liar
A cheater
It's all pretence
A fucking
Piece of
Theatre.