The Great Pretender(T.G.P)

Doubting voices of insecurity scream loud,
While I put on my happy face for the crowd,
The noise screams from my ears,
The blah blah no one else hears,
My mind is quiet being next to you,
But dreams can’t always come true,
Looking deep into my eyes,
The clouds swallow my blue skies,
The rains pour flooding my heart,
There’s no together only the apart,
The overflow cracks my brittle walls,
Walking crumbles into a pathetic crawl,
Seeping down my cheeks across my face,
Emptiness has invaded my happy space,
My lips are dry longing for touch,
But that’s asking for too much,
My gift was marked return to sender,
Keeping my chin up T.G.P.