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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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