LukeCoomer

Twoface

I don’t care what you think of me 

Actually 

I care so much it’s a tragedy 

I ignore what you say to me 

Secretly 

I hang on every word eagerly

 

I do what I do for me and not you

In truth

Everything that I do is for you

I am amazing I know, I am cool

No proof

I know what I am, I’m afraid it’s a fool

 

I got this on lock, no worries here friend

Instead

I’m worried I’ll die alone in the end

I’m a genius no doubt, every word that I said

In my head

In reality I live in a world that’s pretend

 

One look in the mirror I stare at a hero

For real though

The person I see is an absolute zero

I have no questions, the answers I know

Can’t grow

My mother dropped a seed and planted a hole

 

LukeCoomer ©

Comments1

  • orchidee

    A fine write Luke. We can see through some people. They say 'Oh, it's no problem; it doesn't bother me', but they have a blustering attitude and go off in a huff.



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