Make Believe
I. As in me. Eye as in see. Days go by. Make believe. Shall things ever be the same? Is it my choice? I see what I see and hear what I hear. Although it might not be true. Make believe I say. Make believe. I just want to look deep in their eyes. Stare deep. Tell them I'm hurt. They stare straight back coldly, as they see how much true fear lie behind my eyes. Remove the stare, I think outloud. Eyes disconnect. No longer thinking of me the way they did before. I zoom out. Make believe.
