The Price of Obedience

Society says this is the way and so I play
Over and over again always losing the game
From the rules I just can’t or won’t stray
In the end I find somewhere to lay the blame
For the pain, the feelings of failure, the hole
That opens even wider in my damaged soul

Society says this is the way and I listen keenly
Maybe I did something wrong; one more attempt
This time I will make a few changes like the scenery
Yet again defeat looks me in the eye with contempt
As it pours salt on the wounds of my soul
And anguish ravishes my Spirit and hold on to its control.

Society says this is the way; so I hide my tears
Hug my depression close like a secret lover
The world must not know I have fears
Must not learn just how much my smiles cover
Even as the light in my soul recedes by the hour
My smiles must never ever once cower

Society says this is the way; so I become a lie
Held together by more lies and a little deceit
Secrets, hurt, pain and a glowing smile my alibi
Living my life has never been an easy feat
My soul suffers most because it is never seen
Torn and worn it will soon be a “has been”

Society says this is the way; so suffer I must
Silently but reverently cause that is the dictate
My head and heart may be about to combust
But my smile is force to sparkle and compensate
For the weakening of my soul every day
Because Society says that is the best way.
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Posted: May 2019

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Comments (2)

Fiammifero
Allow me to thank you for the depth of this lyric page.

A playwright of my country, Luigi Pirandello, in many of his works, speaks of "being" and "appearance"; of how society imposes masks.
In his prose there is the gravity of the inevitable. In yours I feel hope, a bitter hope.

My congratulations, I hope you still write, with this crystalline inspiration, for everyone.

CIAO
mcradloff
When I used to work at Hardee's, I was amazed how those girls could put on that plastic smile for the customers, even though their heads hurt from all the shouting customers into their head sets. I sometimes wear the mask, but rarely.liar
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