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Aug 2013
dont lie to me.
no more of that.
quit lying to me
saying how much better i'll be.

stop lying to my face.
please stop creating distance.
please dont make such space
between the truth and lie
that i'll be okay and should try.

its not a game.
stop lying, stop cheating.
dont hand me the blame
when you say 'it gets better'
you lie, you cheat, you are a shame.

how do i know
you are telling the truth?
before it gets better,
what if i've fallen off the roof?

dont tell me this lie,
i dont want to play your game.
all i think is, " i want to die."
and when im dead, all will finally respect my name.
Written by
maxx lopez  seattle soon newyorkcity
(seattle soon newyorkcity)   
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