#stopfaking
*Can't they see I don't fit them?
Or do they just wanna prove how kind they are?
Like seriously?*
I'm sick and tired of all the in house drama,
I can't fake those smiles anymore.
I can't!
*But surely they can,
And will always do that.*
I bet they can survive without me,
And it's gonna be hard for me.
*But do I have a choice?
No.
The answer is NO.*
*What if I don't make that choice now,
Would it hurt?
Yes.*
Making a choice is truly a choice,
And I have no other but this.
*Faking a smile,
Faking a laughter,
Faking a friend,
Faking to be who I can't be.
Guess what, I'm done with them.
Like seriously done.*
Can't they just come,
And say,
"We don't need you",
I would readily walk away,
Without complaining.
"BEST FRIEND*", they tagged me,
Did they really mean it?
"We TRUST you", they said,
Did they really did?
"We NEED you", they told,
Did they really needed me?*
These questions still remain unanswered,
And the funny part is,
They are gonna remain unanswered for forever.
*"Stop!", I say to myself,
Stop being who you are not,
Stop being that rude to yourself,
Stop hurting yourself,
Stop.*
*And that's how she died,
With some unanswered questions in her head,
With that fake smile,
With that untrusted soul,
With the tag of fake Best Friend.*
With her soul which was pure, yet misunderstood.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 8:32 AM UTC