The show

Is it true?

It's all to real

These feelings you

Don't dare to feel

You're wilting like

A dying rose

Left out so long

You no longer know

Just how it feels

To be alive

They're turned their backs

But still you strive

To make them look;

To make them see

Everything that

You could be.

To them you're just

Another face

In this God

Forsaken place

Lost in the crowd

You melt away

Waiting for

Another day

The sun will shine

You life complete

For now you've finished

Such a feat

You're worthy of

Their perfect world

You've gotten what

You're fighting for

They know your name

They say hello

But they don't really

Know you, so

You're right back

To where you started

Sitting lost

And broken-hearted

You could do it

All over again

Just so that

You can pretend

That you're a part

Of that perfect world

That it's in your grasp

You've got a hold

But deep down, it's true

You'll always know

They don't really care for you

They only want to see the show.