Ambition No More

Nieve  dreams, resew the seams

of who I used to be. 

 With truth in eyes, I wear a disguise,

and pretend that I don't see.

I pick a smile from the pile,

though my frown is just beneath. 

I keep it on, all day long,

so not to spread my grief.

Hiding behind, an optimistic mind,

My spirit falls away.

So sorry that, my voice is flat.

But its always been this way.

I've become this routine human being,

 you see before you today.