You may be a boy
without anything great or big ahead of you
but your head is always staring at the sky
even when there are no stars to stare at
you may be a girl
without any great looks or perfect body
but you always seem to hide when you cry
when others can hear your sorrows ahead of time
you may be fake lair
when your eyes spin around when asked
but you always seem to keep up with your lies
when you know that you won't be able to get far
you may be a heart breaker
who shatters the heart of simple love and romance
but your mace will always be swinging
breaking other people fake love for your own desire
i may be a poem writer
writing this fake love poem to everyone
but in reality I'm just a boy who people don't know
when others see me great, i see myself crying about a love that wasn't real