I Can't Fake It Anymore Poem by Joanne Kearsey

Faking it till I make it is destroying me from the inside out,
The smiles that used to help now rips my face apart,
I can't and I won't cave in just yet,
But this distance is slowly crushing my heart.

I've often wondered how others hide their pain so well,
And yet, unless told, they don't see my scars,
This darkened road I walk is leading me nowhere,
And I can't get away from cranking my neck to see the ghostly shimmering stars.

I have never found the meaning for life,
But, in truth, I don't think there is one to be found,
All we can do is the best we can with what we have,
Live with what you are able to do, as we all end up in the ground.