Beyond The Glitter
Beyond the Glitter and glam,
Exists a facade so utterly fake,
It’s really hard to understand,
How good of a life it does not make.
They are laughing and smiling,
And all appears well,
But what’s underneath is surely a living hell.
No notice of people or things,
Other than one’s self,
How empty can it be,
To live life perched higher than the highest shelf.
To look down is awful lonely,
To look up is beyond one’s reach,
When stripped down to the barest level,
It’s just too unbearable to beseech.
Guess they’ll just go on through the motions,
Lacking in true emotions,
It’s not up to me to decide,
What fate it is that each will ride.