What's true and what's not?
Everything seems so true,
But lies are beneath those smiles.
I know, I just know
All that I can see is what's faking me,
So I don't trust my eyes anymore.
As I indulge myself into this cold water,
I can see myself helpless and dying.
But who cares? Nobody do.
Ah! Many does, though those are lies.
Fake love, Fake trust, Fake tears.
If this world is full of fake then what's genuine?
I am so sick of this, I want something different.
I want to see what's genuine.
Those times, those smiles, those tears.
I don't want to see those,
Because I can only see what's fake.
If I die today...
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Unspoken (Collection of Poems)
PoetryRandom poems here! Some may be good and some may not. Well I just write everything when my brain keeps on nagging me. So here it goes! Enjoy...atleast try.