BATTLE OF THE MIND: Smile on my Face
Awoken by whispers of doubt
Lying in jagged pieces of broken dreams
"Just give up, it's weak and your happiness will never be found"
"Leave the words, have courage and quit writing"
I turned onto my back in order to look up
My dreams tried to speak, but my belief was shook up
No, I gave you enough of my life, it's time to pick the books up
Get a business degree, stop chasing dreams, find a career and move up
After a few years, I walked with a degree
In an interview, they asked "why choose you, impress me"
I lied to their fake smile "hardwork, blah blah, best, and trustworthy
They hired me and I hit the ground running for that money
Every morning I decreased, I was alive but at the same time deceased
Another promotion, more money and continued grinding
Lying to everyone, "I love my job, so exciting"
"Gotta be motivated by money" a co worker said smiling
I walked away, locked myself in the car as tears ran down my face
Sat there looking at the steering wheel "It was the safest way"
"It was.....it was....safest....degree....my writing...no, it's to late...
Then I realized it was all a facade & nothing had changed.
I was still at the bottom holding my degree, a job and the only thing fake....
It was me, just slowly dying behind the smile on my face