Wearing a mask
Hinding a face
Doing mundane task
staring into space
Going home is going on stage, going to school is improv practice, and being alone is my break time. Who is Jere do any of you really know her? Can you help me find her?
Im holding her hand
she's over a cliff
thousands of feet above land
She's starting to slip!
Slow down... Breathe...Don't cry big girl... just stuff it down, dust it off, its just a needle it will only hurt for a second.
The bottle is full of emotional sips
its stating to run over drink it back down
Careful don't let it slip
ITs ok to just drown
Im drowning yesterday today and tomorrow. Head below water arms out streched someone has my hand their pulling with all they have and sometimes I taste fresh air, sometimes I taste salt water. The taste of tears streaking my dark skin puffing my eyes.
Holding a pillow squeezing out its life
Praying not to wake up here
Staying ten steps ahead of a knife
stay ten steps ahead a bottle of beer
Emotions have beaten and cracked my mask, my skin is exposed, what do I do I'm starting to break character. But the show must go on even without its leading actress
The curtains are drawn
The lights are dying off
I'm just a pawn
Im just acting tough