The Calling

I feel like all I do is fake it,
put on this plastic smile
Play it to the crowd.

Medicate me so I'll be happy
these pearly whites glean only
white lies -
because you don't want to know
the truth.

But I feel the need to do so -
called so, to put on these airs.

At least this way I don't feel
so
different
so much
of
the time.