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FakeI'm standing in a crowded room…More Like This
Full of smiling faces…
Masks…
So many masks…
So many fake smiles…
I want to run…
I want to run away…
But they're grabbing at my arms…
Pulling at my clothes…
They won't let me go…
Masks…
I lost my mask…
I can't find it anymore…
No more fake smiles for me…
And so they all ask…
What's wrong…?
I lost my mask…
I lost my light…
They're gone…
Gone…
Can't see them anymore…
I'm jaded with out my mask…
So jaded…
I see the real world…
They hate me…
Because I lost my mask…
I made them think…
So they won't let me go…
Won't let me whisper the truth anymore…
I'm tired…
So tired…
Sometimes...
I
fake friendsThere are so many fake friends in this world it makes me sick to my stomach.More Like This
You try to be nice and try to talk to them after an initial hello but after a few lame replies from them they never even respond or admit you even exist.
This makes me wonder why these people even give a dam how many page views and comments they have when they never really care about the ones who have be- friended them in the first place.
There is a code of conduct i think says one should never have too many frinds if you cannot reply to one of your 20,000 pageviewers.
I might seem a bit cynical but i think some people are page whores and just want the "hits" an
FakeYour face paints a storyMore Like This
Your eyes paint another
Your words are bright red roses
Their meanings are scantily clad
Your smile portrays warm treason
It's only an upside down frown
Our interactions everyday
Fade away Slide away
They mean nothing
But our decay
Your so fake
Your so…
Your prose hangs like sweet scents
But your body sighs and heaves relent
You give colourful temperature of voice
Yet its as harsh as wire barbs
Whisper me sweet dreams
Behind my back sweet death
Our interactions everyday
Fade away Slide away
They mean nothing
But our decay
Your so fake
Your so..
You pretend to listen and then
Mock me with your
Fake FriendFake FriendMore Like This
Why are you hurt?
Why are you crying?
Don't tell me things
If you'll be lying
Why wont you talk?
Can't you see?
It's perfectly safe
To open up to me
I want to help
I want to try
I want to know
Why you cry
Open up
Let me see
You should know
You can trust me
You just smile
And say "I'm fine"
But that's a lie
And here's mine
I want to help
I want to try
I want to know
Why you cry
"So I can make you cry more..."
Fake or realI don't forget what people tell me easilyMore Like This
Because I'm used to people lying to me
Thinking that I won't find out about it
I don't make friends easily
Because I'm used to "fake" people
Only being friendly with me when they want something
People call me a bad friend
When I don't spoil them with gifts or treats
They call me a bad friend
When I tell them what I truly think or feel
I will not lie to make people like me
Because I want them to like me for who I really am
I will not lie to make friends
Because that is not what a real friend does
Friends.I've made a lot of friends over the years,More Like This
lost many,
had many, many fights;
made some real friends,
had some fake ones,
and lost some
just because we didn't stay in contact.
These are usually the friends that hurt the most, but you just don't realize it.
You stop talking,
stop hanging out,
someone moves,
someone goes to a different school,
you both make new friends,
but you never stop to think until later,
your new friends replaced the old ones.
Moriah:
Second grade-
Practially my only friend in the class, Moriah was one of the coolest people I've ever known. She loved animals and for her birthday party, gave dog themed ch
Friends?..."I don't want to be your friend anymore!"More Like This
"... Why?"
"Because you're not like us!"
"Because you dyed your hair and cut it!"
"Because you're not fashionable!"
"Because you don't believe the same religion!"
"Because you have a weird sexuality!"
"Because you're a freak!"
"Well then. You were never my friend to begin with then, were you?"
FAke friendsSo it seems that friends say their friendsMore Like This
But do they really mean it?
In the background you hear whispers
Here and there
Dirty laundry aired for everyone to hear.
Only thing is that you only told one so called ally
When you really had a rival.
Someone that crawls and bends to any one persons will.
A rat no one will notice but everyone will forget.
And that my beloved is you.
Guilty conscience?
I bet you think this is about you.
I don't need friends if friends
Could be as kind or respectable as enemies.
And you are equivalent.
.:Fake Friend:.You tell me you I'm your closest friend,More Like This
But would you really remember me if I disappeared?
You never ask me,
"How was your day?"
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Who's that guy who keeps bullying you?"
The next day I walk past you,
And of course, you're with your cluster of friends.
I don't bother to say anything,
Because I just float by like a ghost,
Unnoticed and shoved away by your followers.
I wonder,
"What's your favorite color?"
"Did you see my smile today?"
"..Do you really like me?"
I 'm starting to doubt that you really even care,
Because I won't see you for a week because of my illness,
And you act like everything's okay
You FakeYou have no ideaMore Like This
how much you wound me,
how much it hurts,
when you pretend I don't exist.
You claim to care,
to be friends,
but it's nothing to you,
merely a game you play.
You throw your past
in front of me,
like a deer leaping in front of the car.
You talk of how you've been hurt,
how no one loves you for you.
Once they see you in person,
they run, they change.
Then yell at me,
the one who never judged,
who only asked to be held,
who only asked to be a friend.
The one you threw away.
Well I've learned from you,
if that's what you wanted.
I've learned...
how shallow,
how fake,
how callous
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