p r e t e n d (ii)

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if you were to ask me what my favourite word was...

pretend.

that's the word-

a word that helps me hide.

"let's pretend!" little me says.
"let's pretend we're running from Captain Hook!"

and i close my eyes, running as fast as i can, away from 'home'.

"let's pretend!" little me says.
"let's pretend it's snowing and have a snowball fight!"

and i hit as hard as i can, fighting the ice-kissed blushes and butterflies.

"let's pretend!" little me says.
"let's pretend we're looking in a mirror to the past!"

and i delve into my memories until my eyes reflect my out-poured heart.

"let's pretend!" little me says.
"let's pretend we're old and crazy!"

and i shake, i scream, i shout, pushing my pretend stick straight through my chest.

because even though i said 'pretend',
it was real, oh so real.

it doesn't matter if you lie to yourself-
the world is a stage;

and you are a shackled puppet.

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