FAKE

by cass   Nov 17, 2007


Every morning I wake up,
get dressed....my fake smile,my fake laugh
my"I am really OK attitude".
I have to fake being all right,
not hating my life.

I get home exhausted,
they do not understand,
I do not speak because I am so warn out.
the pain i feel runs down my cheeks,
it smudges my base,
that also fake.

if the real me came out to play,
most people would run away.
the hurt i feel I cannot describe,
it is eating me alive.
i do not have a hero nor do I have happiness,
all I have is my poetry....
the only thing not fake,
my words are my soul!!!

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  • 17 years ago

    by SpEcIaLmE

    Omg i luvv this poem so much, i can relate to it
    it was very well written and expressed
    great work

    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    Haha I can relate to this poem. Well Remember what I told you. "Remember to Smile" Anyway I hope you'll be alright soon.