honestly, idk at this point
whether you're real or fake
behind the smiles and the "joy"
what do you really feel
behind the warm yet fake hug
are you really unhappy
if you want me to be someone else
you can tell me in my face
then i could have a reason
to walk away
but no, i can't
everything i built would collapse
everything her and i built would collapse
if i were to walk away from you
i'm scare to be part of a greater scheme
or are you as innocent as you seem
because if not, i don't want to be part of your fake life
i really fucking don't
honestly,
idk at this point
so most of you reading this already know about what this poem is about, and most of y'all reading this are on discord, if you wanna chat, hi
well i won't be online tonight
but eh
YOU ARE READING
Diversity「A Random Book 」
Randomthe old random book of @espeonrocks - attempts at graphics - tags assuming they don't tag @espeonrocks - crazy shit about my life cover by @ImberLapis
