Late at night, I type in
” Why do people leave?”
Late at night I lie awake
“Wasn’t I funny enough?”
Late at night, I cry
“How can I end this pain?”
The world screams at you
“Be yourself”
But late at night when I search
for the answers in front
Of my laptop
I read:
“Maybe you should change,
Maybe you should bury your past,
Your fear of love, of attachment,
Your fear of praise, your thirst for approval,
Maybe you should work on them.
No one wants your broken pieces,
Everyone wants you whole,
Complete, laughing, smiling,
Not the crying, worrying you.
Maybe you should work on your frown
And smile more,
Maybe you should laugh
even when that joke tears you apart.”
“but”, I ask,” you said be yourself”.
and the reply comes,
“OH, yes dear, be yourself,
but make sure the you’s not really you.
Make sure the you is the mask
that you put on
To please the world.
For that’s what we do,
Make the world smile
Even if it doesn’t know you exist.
Make the world laugh
And there’ll be millions
To laugh with you, to fuck you
To have a drink with you,
To pretend to love you,
But always make sure that
they are happy.
They’ll be here forever
But that forever ends when
you stop making
them happy.
That’s all the world cares about.”
