She tries to seem relevant, act like someone of substance that does things of importance.
The spotlight with all the bright light coming from high heights all in her sight.
Always trying to converse and make sense, but everything she does is of pretence.
When will she learn to be firm in her stem, and end the vain form of life that is without gain.
Fake smiles for the audience, while dieing alone in silence.
They wouldn’t care when you fall, they wouldn’t dare to stare when you call.
Be you in all you do, and appreciate you for the good things you do,
Ignore the world, and with time they will learn to see you the way you do.
Just make sure all you do is for good, so posterity can speak good of you.
Emmalase.
Emmalase