Glamorous Life
It was my choice, none ever forced, can't regret;
I've chosen this glamorous life, can't turn back.
Guess paying price of my choice, I'm under threat;
They don't know high-end brands, fancy parties wrack
me from inside but it is part of my job.
I tell always of positive things; they feel
thrilled when I speak on my international
adventures, they treat me as an ideal
when they see my photo in fashionable
dazzling glossy magazines with a style.
My family feel I’m going to be rich;
my friends believe I’ll be famous very soon.
I look at them, smile as they say, curved my niche,
a great career, how to say, it's not a boon;
if I dared to tell what's behind the scenes.
What they looked at is my glamour, lavish life
but deep down I am a straightforward person;
I could neither share my life is full of strife
nor can express over years how I worsen;
yet, I pretend to be a bright persona.
How to tell them, I'm suffering mentally,
a constant feeling of loneliness has set
in my mind, I just can't connect pleasantly
with anyone around, I suppress the threat
of losing coveted position too soon.
At the end of the day I ask myself, did
I aim for this glamorous life what makes me
feel lonely, forgot happiness where I've hid;
As I've chosen this glamorous life for me,
can't regret, can't turn back and must pay the price.
Copyright © Pratap Roy | Year Posted 2021
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