I’m pretending.
It is neverending.
I break myself apart.
I put myself together.
I build myself up, to withstand any weather.
I skip.
I jump.
I walk.
I crawl.
Whatever you want,
I can do it all.
When you’re not looking,
I fall.
I break.
I cry.
How can you be overlooking,
all the cracks?
I’ll hold myself together.
I promise, I’ll try.
–S.