Putting on that false hope, Smiling wide for the crowd as the curtains open, Starting the new day to life’s story.
Pulling all those face muscles, Just so I can pull threw till the end of this show.
Lies are like memories, I can’t stop creating them. All these lies are spilling out of my mouth, I wish I could just stop creating them.
I am standing up as I fall back down, But no one can see those invisible chains around my feet, Weighing me down.
I keep on putting on that false strength though, I keep pretending I am enjoying playing my role in this show, So the world can keep turning and everyone doesn’t have to be weighed down by my own self-troubles; After all the show must go on.
Life is sometimes like a show and sometimes it difficult to do. You are sometimes gives you a part that you dislike or goes against who your really are, but you can't complain you must keep on going. As stated "The Show Must Go On".