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Fake

You put your makeup on

Every morning as you stare in the mirror

You cover up yourself

Making my point perfectly clear

 

Cover up these scars

Cover up the scratches

Cover up the flaws

To make up temporary patches

 

They cover what you are

They show a total lie

Your act plays it up

As a widow whose husband has died

 

They take it for the truth

They take you for a ride

But no ones around

When you turn black inside

 

Forget where you are

Forget what you feel

Forget that everything is fake

And nothing with you is real

 

It's only for the night

You catch a cab to town

Your friends clearly see

That you'll never come back around

 

All that cover up

All those minor scars

They can cover up

Who you really are

 

You're made of plastic

So fake as it shines

There's no truth about you

When you sit there and whine

 

No help from friends

There's no one around

Cause of your fake, and simple act

No one will pick you off the ground

 

When you fall

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Written by
bruno-joseph-orsi
Canadian
Published
Aug 13, 2010
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©Bruno Joseph Orsi August 13, 2010

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