Reality

Wounds heal, scars remain. Forcing us everyday to face the pain
The deep wounds from childhood that we have suppressed so far down.
We don't believe it when your mind refreshes your memories.

Everyday just like the last.
Hurry up tomorrow , so today can be the past.

Laughing is forced and smiles pose.
They set upon our lips like a pretty rose.
Never revealing the truth.

Above and beyond , you're an over achiever, you are true blue.
You want everything perfect, everything in it's place.
Never to see a smile on your face,
No second place,
On with the race.

So we push forward hoping to find a trace, of happiness and cheer.
Oh to hide from pain would be glorious, but unfortunately pain is an everyday thing.
We all hurt in one way or another.

We deal with break-ups, death, cheaters and more.
Some days are easier than others but some are are a total bore,