A Life Pretending
I could go thru life pretending
that it didn’t really happen that way.
Then I wouldn’t have to deal
with thinking all these things today.
I could go thru life pretending
that things were really all quite good.
But then I’d have to tell people
things were great growing up in my neighborhood.
I could go thru life pretending
that it didn’t effect me much.
And act like my childhood was wonderful
full of happiness, love and such.
I could go thru life pretending
that it was really all okay.
And carry on forever
it might be easier that way.
I could go thru life pretending
that I love my mom and dad.
And all the memories that I have
are of treasured times we had.
I could go thru life pretending
that this is how life goes.
We play the hand we are dealt
and then all thru life it shows.
I could go thru life pretending
that I’m the same as all of them.
But I’d be lying to myself
and other lies from there would stem.
So as I go thru life pretending
I will hold my head up high.
For it is said to have gone thru this
makes for a strength you can’t deny.
I still go thru life pretending
but I am not sad anymore.
For I have lived and learned a lot
I know now, life doesn’t keep score.
And when the end of life comes pretending
I will remember proudly with a smile
that thru it all I did my best
and now I get to rest awhile.
12/2016
Copyright © Lesa Rodden | Year Posted 2017
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