Play This Game
Smile for the camera,
I hear you say.
I do as told,
by you always stay.
My whole life a show,
I can’t explain.
No rhyme or reason to this game.
A mask to hide,
but cracks show through.
Even so I’m here with you.
You always stay no other way.
I hear you say to play this game.
Copyright © Ell Ebbeson | Year Posted 2021
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