The Fake Me

by Hillary   Dec 25, 2005


You see my smiles
You see my charm

But not my wrist
Where I cause my self harm

You hear me laugh
You hear me joke

I'm begging you to listen when I cry
Help give me hope

Why can't you tell my smile is fadding
Why can't you tell my laugh is no longer true

Why don't you care that I'm dieing
What will I have to do?

The cuts are getting deeper
The scars are getting darker

My days are getting shorter
My nights are getting longer

I was fine when the sun shined
But when the rain came, thats when the pain came.

But through all this, all that you can see
Is the fake, the fake me

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  • 18 years ago

    by Alissa

    Dayum shawty dat waz twisted n hawt dogg....but no seriously I liked it a lot