If I pretend I have no feelings,
if I pretend I do not care,
If I ignore the emotions within me,
I can almost handle not being there.
If I tell myself it was my imagination,
that everything was make believe,
I may manage to convince my head this,
but my heart refuses to then succeed.
If I put it all to the back of my mind then, and tell myself it’s for another time,
this is about the only way I’ve found,
to swallow such a bitter pill down.