Tryin’ to get the boy.
Why do you do it?
Why does everyone seem to do it?
Once he notices
You hide yourself
Behind a curtain of lies
Just so he doesn’t know the real “monster”
Behind your mask.
When your friends find out about
Your little play,
They giggle and tease
Some even betray.
I just don’t understand it.
It tears apart friendships
That you had since what feels like forever
But then again,
Everyone does this “change”
So it can’t be as bad as it seems,
Now can it?
There’s always a price to pay…
The boys are beginning to notice,
You think that’s a good sign.
But, what you don’t notice is
Your friends whispering behind your back
And leaving you behind.
If that’s what you want, there’s the price.
That’s all you have to pay.
It’s simple, really.
After a while,
You will lose the true you
Behind that mask the boys have grown to know
And, sometimes, love.
You will realize there’s no one to turn to
For all your true friends had picked up their bags and
Moved on long ago.
You will hardly even know what you like anymore.
You will forget who your family really is
For you had neglected all of them for so long.
Trapped in the past,
Or is it the future?
You won’t be able to tell anymore.
Stuck inside the real monster
You have created,
Surrounded by the others
You had met and trusted.
Such a small price to pay for love,
Is it not?
©Amelia Jacobson 2016