From the outside, looking in....

I can put on a fake smile and tell you it's all okay. I've been doing that for a while now.

I can joke around and tell you it doesn't bother me. I've tried to believe that.

Dreams force me to recognize that I'm only fooling myself. I know what I want. But is it what I need?

Is it bad that I am jealous of shadows of reality?

The show must go on...