I get up each morning
and put on a smile.
I tell myself one more time,
"Just pretend for a while."
I share a quick laugh
with everybody I see.
And try to hide inside
the pain that's crushing me.
Sometimes I make it,
but sometimes I fall.
Sometimes I just wish
they could see through it all.
But, no matter the facts,
I keep up the act.
'Cause if I let go,
I fear I'll never come back.
And so...
I take my show on the road,
I drag it mile after mile.
I hold my head up
and force smile after smile.
I say all the things
that I'm expected to say.
If I can keep up the lie,
maybe I'll last one more day.
And I keep hoping that I
can bring this play to an end.
But I can't find the script
to tell me how and when.
And I can't find the lines
that I once knew were true.
Can't even say if this play
will close before I do.
So, I keep up the act.
I don't know how to turn back.
I Keep going on
and on and on.
And I stay with the play
day after day.
On and on
and on and on and on.
Joseph Weilenbeck 10/15/2017