Just? Poem by Pragna Pamarthi

Let's make the difference
Act like never, change their preference.
To the words that seem timeless,
Sing and dance overcome loneliness.
For the times you lied,
To your inner self that died.
It's not the happiness that's shown outside,
It's the pain that's held within.
Thoughts that you worried about,
That haunt your way throughout.
Guess it was just like a game,
Which we all played 'just' for fame.
~pragna pamarthi