A hold

I hide away from life, I hide away from me.
i live a life of pretending to be free.
But you have a hold, your grip is tight.
I don't even try or put up a fight.
I love to be numb,not free at all.
Just pretending to be happy.
I have fooled them all.
I wake up every day the same.
Exhausted and tired, hiding the pain.
But power on because that's what we do. Walking this painful existence, hiding we're blue.
So come on let's dance this dance.
Head held high, no second glance.
Numb to it all, zombies alive.
With only hope we may service.
One day I pray, the numb will go away.
i will have real feelings and be OK.
I will smile a real smile, I want to be fine.
Instead of pretending it will be sublime.
Happiness is waiting, its waiting for me.
I just have to wait, wait and see.
So I pray and pray for happiness.
I hope it dissipates my sad and loneliness.
Till then I'm happy, I'm happy.
That's all you need to know.
I'm happy I'm happy.
Watch this smile grow.
Big happy realistic smiles.
To hide the pain if only for a while.
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