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jeffrey robin Aug 2010
we say so little
(we must be
.....sorely afraid!)

PRENTEND!

(forever the Child!)

WE are safe but
REAL CHILDREN
...................are
.................................­.......NOT!!

imagine images of

imaginaryLovers
.....................pretending
to be "making love!"

WE
..................say so little
these days

WE
do so little

knowing Absolutely Nothing


as WE

seek only to
feel safe

in these

PRETENDING TO BE LOVERS

.....Pretending-to-be
Making-Love

days!
Paulina Olarte Jul 2013
And if we see each other
We don't know us,
And if we say hello
It's because of education.
We do we prentend so much
If we love each other?
We could pretend but the
Heart gives the order.
Aileen May 2018
dear everyone,
im sorry for to the way i act when
the anxiety takes over
my mind
my body
my life.
my mind is not my own
my mind has been taken over
so the nights i sit in bed
going over situations that will never happen
until i can no longer sleep
i wake up in the morning
more tired than the day before
but i have to get up
prentend everythung is okay
im normal, im happy, im okay
Emma Oct 2021
I'm a wannabe nerd,
trying not to be heard.
So no one notices
That I know less - than i ought to.

So I pretend;
Stare at my nonsense scribblin', waiting for logic to kick in.
And I pretend.
I prentend to understand stuff I can't comprehend.
Cos if I don't...what am I?

I'm just a stupid little fellow in a stupid little world full of stupid little people who're just afraid of getting hurt.

So we pretend. We pretend to understand things no ones able to comprehend.

I'm stuck in shame;
But who's to blame for this basic human behaviour?
What I need is a saviour. 
Who'd hear the silent voice in my head shout and help me get out.
Out of this mess and this giant hole of emptiness.

Or in the end I'm gonna die;
With the lie still on my lips.
"Yeah I know this, didn't do that"
But as a matter of fact I fact checked my reality when it started to collaps.
Caught a glimpse of what should be - what really is.
- could I show the real me?

But here I am;
Staring straight onto the paper, my view blank.
Cause what is left if I don't understand? If I can't even comprehend - this is the end.
All thats left for me is trying to pretend.
Always hiding, always hoping - for a friend.
Someone to help and guide me through 'til I repent.
And cry out: no more pretending.
'Cause YOU filled my understanding.
YOU're turning chaos into order.
YOU're love - not stopped by any border.
So no more faking, growing still.
'Cause I can't but YOU will.
Emm Sep 16
Hey, how are you today?
Eaten yet?
What's for lunch?
I'm just about to go online
I miss you...
Love you...

Do you want to be my pretend boyfriend?
Let's pretend you are mine for a while
Simulate the expressions and situations
Is this what I want?
Split my headspace for someone else but me
Another emotional burden to to ensure you're okay
A stranger...
All through but a cold hard screen...
Typed words unread...
Or left on read...
'K'...
No, I'm not 'Kay'...
Am I even real?
Are you even real?
Is this what we want?
It feels like prentend...
It feels like make believe...
Something I cannot attain,...
Or maybe I'm just naïve...
Even though we really are,
Lovers...

— The End —