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I cant concentrate on anything i do
The sky is turning grey from sunny blue

You call me a friend, as you pull out a knife
You stab me in my back, not once but twice

You are a lier, a poser , a freak and a cheater
What wrong i did that you  became a mistreater

Tears, depression, pain and scar
You gave me and i was like
Why you did so
If its my mistake then
Let me know
But if you dont like me then
Let me go......
FARIDA Mar 2017
In a world full of fakeness
i stood out
all alone
but i had no doubt
i was right
and they were wrong
and I was sure
I don't belong

where are the people
who treat you right
the ones who talk good about you
no matter what time

i think this world
needs some of those
the ones who make you feel
like there is still hope

this generation is ruined
by the fake and the mean
but there are some good ones
stuck in between
those are the ones I call
to raise their voice

you and me
could rule the world
we could make it better

We have to save it fast
or i don't think it will last

to all the fake people
listen to me
what do you get for
lying to me
Lots of people inspired me to write this poem, it was all based on true events.
Marilyn Sistinas Dec 2016
Pretend that you help me, oh yeah, you already do.
Slip on these clothes and drench yourself in your silly perfume,
cause there's nothing really left of you.
Smile towards others so it puts yourself at ease,
honestly, your only excuse is being lonely.
A pair of glasses is quite useless without both lens,
For that could be why you can't seem to see your tricks.
In your head you're always right,
that is why the sensibility has left,
which you've cramed with false sympathy.
You used to be so generous and your smile so bright,
who took it? who took your left eye?
you still seem to sleep at night after all you do,
i'm not sure what allows you to pursue.
Forget all the things you promised me before,
in fact, forget me completely, it's not like you can see me,
A memory, i'm nothing more.
I wish I could evince this behavior to you,
yet, you surely wouldn't care if it were shown through,
A sympathetic ambiance simply used for a disguise,
Who took it? Who took your left eye?
Amber Oct 2015
A  true realization
maybe an imagination
ore a speculation?
Perhaps even just an experince
but the samples are as thick as your tissue
the  memories  flowly as the tears
we  all  let  escape from our body
from time to time
Fake  friends  the hollow
people that  desire you
but at the same time envy and despise you
Making it look like you´re paranoid
when you  like a crow  spread your wings
around them
Reminding them at any moment
you to  can cut  them as deep
as they  wish to  bleed you out

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