Fakes and Real People

by aisyned   Jan 3, 2007


I'm done,
thats it,
I'm tired,
of fakes shit,

I'm holding it in,
so i don't start to fight,
going to my room,
crying every night,

they think there all cool,
because they hide there personality,
well I'm sorry,
but fakes that ain't me,

if a fake is reading this,
i want you to know,
that I'm hurt inside,
even though it don't show,

i have my Friends,
that's all i need,
but remember,
I'm only one seed,

god put me here and everyone else,
as a big test,
we can't give up,
until rest,

I'm trying my best to hide my real thoughts,
because if i didn't I'd get beat up alot,
i am not going to lie and say I'm the best fighter,
but when you throw a punch i will be saying is that all you got,

Picking on other people,
yea your thinking I'm real ,
no your not,
because sadness and pain and guiltiness you all don't feel,

you pick on cutters,
but its your fault they do it,
think about it whats the answer,
it's all because of your bullshit,

i see and talk to people who want to kill themselves,
sometimes i want to,
and sadly to say,
some actually do,

Read this again,
Fakes read it again do you get any of it,
think about what you do,
remember alot of real people of tired of y'alls shit...........

By,Denysia Chapman-madden

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