Plays and Scripts

Why every time when I look at all the lies

I see the fame of lives hidden in smiles

He says he loves me more

And wishes to say mi Amor

But doesn't even realise 

That it's all about what we decide

There have been a few more days

Since we had our last best plays

We hid behind the glass

To hide all the fake arse

Expecting it's not ajar

But what if it out with a heavy bar

Life is not a play

To perform on a dull spent day

The world looks for the part

Which takes them out afar

They want their pain to hide

In scripts and farther strides