People..
Fake laughs
Fake smiles
Interesting...
It's weird how the world is filled with pretence
Yet
We ask for real love.
We give each other false stories
We ask for true image.
Why
Why is it hard to be true to oneself
Why is it hard to be what you want to be
Given all
Lost enough
Knives in backs
Broadway happiness
We give plastic rewards to real plastic
We give gold rewards to the realist plastic
We all have a melting point
We form different kinds of plastic
False plastic
Dark night
Dimmed light
There goes the lonely, molded plastic
Rejected by the world
Rejected by life
All because
The true form was shown.
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H.E.R
PoetryRandom Poems Written at random hours All poems written by Mercia Jorge.. The first part is a short story, then the rest of the book is poems.. If you have questions, you may message me, but please let it be valid ... A few poems have swear words...
