Shattered pieces fall when all starts to collide
They fall to disgrace along with the secrets they hide
You’re sitting alone with tears in your eyes
You count down the days till you realize
That there’s nothing here to make you better,
But don’t fall into depression, don’t start writing you letter,
The last one that you’ll ever write…the end
Of your sordid pathetic little lies…pretend,
Pretend for that is what you always do,
Never tell the truth, never show the real you.
How long will it take?
Till you’ll get face down and break…
Because we’ve all realized that you are fake,
So you shall remain alone, buried in your empty hate.
Please, don’t pity yourself, it’s not nice,
You’re the one who chose to walk on thin ice.
How many more times do I have to tell you?
You are like this for that is was you want to be and do.
Stop complaining…no more excuses, I’m sick of all your lies
You act like a victim, but you’re one that always lies.
**this poem is not that good, I know:(....but I thought I could "give it a try"...please tell me what you think, thanks**
