fake people
We like wallowing in the mud
We stay there to cry and rut
We love to see the world with many faces
Waiting for the past to come and see if we are tasteless
We have many different phases to see
We have many places of the past on this sphere
We dwell inside our olden days
And our situations are stuck to our faiths
We live to ask questions but we never understand
We have lots of confessions but we never want to enhance
We wait to take a stance but we are afraid of the dance
We stay in the past and wait for it like it will come back
We get faded, we draw, and we get wasted
We look at our race and we are afraid to embrace it
We live in a society to adapt and connect
We know everything so we forget to reflect
We drink we eat we sleep and evade things
We die and pray from the stings of our sins
We are nothing but a faceless skin
We search for who we are but there is a tint
Society is faceless like you and him
Her image is what she wants to invent
A girl that thinks everyone is them
I picked up a pen to show you my within
Lying people and equal to evil
Same season just different sequel
Same reason just not peaceful
Using Facebook but very distasteful
Why do I have to question my worth?
Why are things like this since my birth?
Why are you that absurd?
Why do my words feel unheard?
They consider my emotions difficult in this age
Why everything feels like a cage
My page is better than your faces
My rhymes will make sense in time
Girl you knew that I am your prime
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Wow, I didn't knew you wrote poetry 🤔
ReplyDeleteI do, I appreciate you passing by bro :D
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