Pretend

You like to see through your blind eyes.

You make yourself believe your lies.

Living in a pseudo life,

brushing truth aside.

You know it's all inside your mind,

but you let yourself believe it's real.

Yourself is never so unkind,

to judge the way you feel.

Deep down you know you're wrong,

but you don't want that to matter.

Your mind becomes a fun house mirror. What happens when it shatters?

Is it when the truth sets in,

And your illusion falls apart?

What you had was never there. 

You gave yourself a broken heart.