43rd Poem: Fake

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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,

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