Liar.
That's the name of my friend.
Liar.
Because he fakes his smile.
He fakes all his laughs.
He fakes being happy
He fakes wanting to be alive.
Liar.
He faked everything he said prior...
...Prior to his death.
Liar.
He said he was okay.
He said he was fine.
Liar.
But it was too late, I ran out of time.
Liar.
There was no hope.
Suicide isn't dope.
He could've said nope.
But instead he picked up the rope.
Liar.
Well you know what comes next.
At 9pm I received a text.
Liar.
That's what he called me!
Me that I was by his side.
I felt my stomach start getting tied.
But why?
Why a liar?
Liar.
Because I promised to help him.
And when his world was dim,
I went out with a boy called Tim.
Liar.
I said I was his friend.
But what was the point, because if I helped him, his life wouldn't end.
Liar.
That's what I am.
He's not the liar.
Liar.
A true liar that's what I am...
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They Say I'm Messed Up
PoetryCover made by: lost_dreamz :) Just a bunch of poems or my feelings for the day. Or incase sometime I have some feelings inside I need to let out. Don't judge what I write it's my book and if you don't like it then you can exit out of the book. And t...
