The Game of Pretend

Why do we pretend,
to be happy when we're not?
to be secure when we're distraught?

Why do we pretend,
that we don't care that we lost,
no matter how much we faught?

Why do we pretend,
to be something other than ourselves?
when no one really cares who we are,
as long as they are perfect themselves?

Why do we pretend,
that the world is oh so wonderful,
and it's precious at the heart?

Because it's not.