DISCLAIMER: I FACKING KNOW FAKENESS ISN'T A WORD SO SHUT IT. I AM NOT IN THE MOOD AND THIS IS REALLY JUST A VENT SINCE I CAN'T VENT TO MY COUSIN WITHOUT THE PERSON THIS POEM IS ABOUT HEARING ME. ALSO, I PUT DRAGON INSTEAD OF MY REAL NAME IN THE POEM. I'M NOT READY FOR THAT YET. (READ AUTHOR'S NOTE AFTER POEM)
I see your lack of realness
hidden behind a wall of fakeness.
In fact,
we all do,
but most are just too polite to point it out.
I can't say a thing or
I will surely get in trouble,
but only because I am a kid
and you are an adult.
If I were to say anything
my input wouldn't matter,
my opinions would fly through the air,
never even reaching your ears.
Or rather,
you'll hear my opinions
and decide that I have no brain so
certainly I got the opinions from my father.
Why are you here?
I mean seriously,
why
are
you
here?
All you do is create drama
and arguments,
constantly making
false claims and threats.
Why do you keep saying you'll leave
but you don't actually do so?
It wouldn't bother me,
I never liked you anyway,
still don't to this day and
I've known you since I was nine.
I see through your fakeness
and honestly,
YOU ARE READING
Body {Prose Vol. 1}✔
Poetry❝A struggle with body image is a study of physicalities and of the mind itself, for the mind plays with what the eyes perceive. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my...