I must be fake

by Hannah Emellia   Jan 12, 2007


(reallly not my best.)

Black eye-liner and fake hair-dye,
I must be a poseur.
You ask me what's wrong, and I always lie,
I must be a loser.

I cover my scars with wrist-bands,
I must be a lost cause.
When you take pictures all you get are my hands,
I must hate my flaws...

People hate me and I don't care,
I must be hardcore.
I go to the mall and people stare,
I must hate them more.

I like a jock and he hates me,
I must be a geek.
I just wanted him to see...
Just me and not a freak.

When I smile you think I'm high,
I must be a stoner.
I'll never belong; that's why I wont try,
I must be a loner...

Poseur--a person who pretends to be what he or she is not : an affected or insincere person

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  • 16 years ago

    by Jaymes Haze

    The time where we feel we don't belong.
    All of us has that time.
    That's why we usually drift to our own cliques.

    It was a good poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by TillyMariex

    Yea it isnt your best but its still rrly good.
    and plus i can relate.

    <333

  • 17 years ago

    by Ixora

    OOo i like this one a lot...i think just because i can connect to it so well.

    *^*crow*^*

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    This is great poem. I agree with you! The message is so strong and topic is excellent. Superb piece,5/5 again.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tara

    Amazing poem!!! very deep and emotional yet still interesting,..maybe not your best but nice meaning!! i still loved it ----tara

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