Fake
By Bloody_Hands
I watch at a distance
You do not want me near
Because of the way I dress
You think I feed off fear
You believe I do not feel
That my emotions are a lie
Attempt to see me as a person
All you need to do is try
I can see you crying
Looking with such heart-ache
But the next minute your fine
All you are is a fake
You many not believe
But you bring out my hate
My anger at everything
You make me want to fade
You manipulate all around you
And it feels like a knife in me
Crushing my soul with games
Yet you still never see
My eyes burn, body tremble
fists clinched, throat tight
I try to push these thoughts away
But this I cannot fight
I tried to help
I gave you my all
But now I sit alone
Away from you all
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Copyright 2004 Bloody_Hands
Published on Thursday, March 25, 2004.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
This seems like it's aiming at stereotypes. It is indeed, very good. I really enjoyed this. Great work!
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A former member wrote:
nice