I put on a good front
to satisfy society,
yet inside there is a stir,
a constant reevaluation,
a notion of discord
I won’t let anyone know.
But what about the truth,
maybe I’m the only one hiding,
everyone else already knows,
I just seem to show up.
Inside my mind,
I travel pretty far
without ever leaving home,
never leaving the starting gates,
always running in motion,
realizing it’s all on me.