In a world full of fakeness,
I stood out all alone,
But i had no doubt,
I was right,
And they were wrong,
And i was sure
I don't belong.Where are the people,
Who treat you right,
The ones who talk good about you,
No matter what time?I think this world,
Needs some of those,
The ones who make you feel,
Like there is still hope.This generation is ruined,
By the fake and the mean,
But there are some good ones stuck in
between,
Those are the ones i call to raise their
voice,You and me could rule the world,
We could make it better,
We have to save it fast or i dont think
it will last.To all the fake people,
Listen to me,
What to do you get,
For lying?
YOU ARE READING
Heartsick
PoetryAnd yet here i am. Broken and bleeding in the inside, heartsick, I am here.