If you were as congruent

If you were as congruent

As you pretend

There would be less need

To hide the underlying

Hysteria

Every time you have to shine

Staying alive needs a good script

As well as gifted acting

With little credit given

For the effort

Knees were never meant to shake

Without music as an accompaniment

Arrhythmia should be another

Type of dubstep

Panic is more than fight or flight

It is a lifeline

With a slipknot

Tightening around the neck

Shortness of breath

A wake-up call

To the promise of oxygen deprivation

When the air is rarefied

Too much success

Can be as scary as none

With the genie out of the bottle

It can be too easy

To forget how rocky the road

To oblivion really is

Nobody knows how difficult it is

To look good

On the outside

When the inside is constantly quaking

The fear in the heart

You had at the start

The only thing you are not faking

How will you know

When enough is enough

The well has run dry

It is too painful to try

Too easy to cry

When will you know

The fear of all that you hear

All that comes near

Even those you hold dear

Is a world you create

And the whole thing is of your own making