you win.

this smile? its a lie
this laugh? its a fake
this dress? its a costume
im just playing my role
doing as im told
reciting my lines
whilst my true feelings are undermined
i was nearly free
but you got on one knee
so i stand in my costume
across from my beaming groom
wearing my lie
looking happy as i cry
but these arent tears of joy
thats not the emotion i wish to employ
you take my hand
and blace upon it the golden band
im now yours but you arent mine
with this ring i am confined
the deed is done
this game? you won.