Hello dear friend,
She takes a sip to the beginning of the end.

She doesn't want to be like them, but she is scared to not.
So she pretends.

All the words begin to blend,
She feels empty because she is starting to want to be like them.
She holds up her drink, and pretends again.

Life feels surreal.
Like she isn't really real, yet what she does will remain forever.
So she takes a shot, so she can play pretend again.

Now she is like them.
Dancing all over the men, later she sleeps with one of them.
Waking up, regretting once again, she insists on pretending to be one of them.

Let's just play pretend she says to him
And they f*ck again.

She whispers to herself, "I don't want to pretend, yet here I am again."
"I am just like everyone else, playing pretend."