I function in make believe.

I function in make believe
within environments
I’ve been told are real
although all human-made
and scripted by the dead
readjusted until I fail
and when I do
I’m left perplexed.
Why do I care?
It’s all pretend
and I don’t agree
with most opinions I’ve heard.
Still my heart feels full
not in a feel good way
more in a my heart ate a rotted meal
of stress
world issues
finances
and everything else sprinkled in
kind of way.
Now it just hurts
and it feels as if
fed any more
it’ll grow and burst
from the walls of it’s prison
until there is nothing left of it.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina