Love can be deceitful. Be careful of what you fall for.
What A Fake
This is a personal poem that I wrote when I was going through a break up with my boyfriend. He acted like everything was fine, but really nothing was.
she's so pretty,
everyone's so nice, right?
Ever know someone is trouble,yet it's not so obvious to others for whatever reason?
NOT MY POEM**
A short older poem written in despair…
we live in a world full of presence, being the hypocrites we are!
Fake it until you make it
Me, grabbing on to hope with both hands.
I'll Never Call You Home, Baby.
I've been told to cut out the middleman,
because the messenger is already dead.
(To the girl who wanted me to call her "Home,"
but didn't know the meaning behind the word.)
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