Pretenders...

Lying in bed,looking at the ceiling above
The world just fades away
and it's just the space between us
Varied thoughts...cross my mind
I'm amused at how much i can hold on inside
Pretenders are we and we try real hard
Don't agree but we'll say let it pass..
Feelings don't matter,it's more of what we expect
It's more like keeping your heart at unrest
Ruffle it the wrong way and pull it on all sides
You want it to fade away but you also want it to last....
Like the leaf which is exposed with it's veins showing clear
You want it to show but still want to be known
as 'the leaf' and not the veins..
How myriad are the thoughts which cross my mind..
When here below the cieling I lie.......