Pretend

Watching the

Sea roll in

And back out.

Watching the

Balance that

Is the world.

Good and bad.

Give and take.

The sky is empty,

But for how long?

I think I miss

The clouds.

This sun, this

Happiness;

It is starting

To burn me.

It is too fake.

There is nothing

Real about it.

I am not happy.

I pretend,

I get through

Each day,

Pretending.

What a sad

Existence,

What a life.

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