And this is a sad reality
America is full of this...
And I'm pretty sure the whole world,
You will never dance for me
When I need you to be honest,
You will never feel for me
My tears...
So why do you engage in friendships
That you know you will destroy?
And why do you engage in people
That are genuine?
For we give our whole heart
And nothing more,
How dare you take advantage
Of something you can't destroy.
For this is an award winner right here!
But you will never experience me
For I am onto you,
Your fickleness prepares me for such awareness!
For I am very sharp
For I shall cut you with a knife
And watch you bleed...
Oh what bloody tits do you own
When your heart is no good?
It must be something in the air
That falls apart
For nothing is nothing
When someone is fake,
For I don't like fake people!
You break my heart
And you get away with it,
You break my heart
And then I never hear from you again!
So don't you dare ask me for friendship
When friendship is not really what you want,
You want validation
And I can't give you that,
For I am not fake like you!
And God doesn't like fake people
Therefore he shall burn you all
And when you burn, I shall smile with glee
For what fake person is meant to live
A full life?
You wear your masks,
Oh your cute little masks!
You bow down to a god that is not righteous...
For God is righteous
With a capital G,
For the god you serve is the devil!
And you smoke your weed
And you drink your drink,
What else matters in your life?
For whomever I'm talking to...you are in a cult!
You are in a cult of your own!
The dirty rotten roses you bring to me
You should keep them for yourself,
For I don't want nothing you give to me!
For the pain you caused me
Shall die quickly
When will you ever learn?
For narcissists never change!
For you will always stay the same;
You sit in your own shit
With your same damn cat,
You smear your smear campaigns
With red paint...
How will red paint
Ever define your existence,
When your existence is nothing at all?
You take no accountability for these white walls,
For these white walls shall haunt you!
Let them breathe in your aura
And drag you down a dark road,
For that dark road owes me
For your betrayal,
For your betrayal is cocky!
Try being ruthless on a sunny day!
For you have no power...for you are powerless
You naughty lover of mine;
For your poetry sucks
And I shall suck you dry
Your pimp is so mean!
Why do you feel so restricted
Within your own thoughts?
Oh the storm is awaiting!
I can't wait until you are the devil
So you can burn in hell,
I want you to suffer
You fake people!
I want you to get drunk
And fall off a bridge!
You hateful, silly people
Your manipulation is running out of time!
And you follow the crowd
But you are never the leader!
Fake people give me the creeps
Because you were never real to begin with...
You want to pretend
That you are good
Yet you mask your emotions
Deep within your empty selves
For your love is not love, duh!
Yet you will continue on
Being your insignificant selves;
For you question the authority of God
For God will destroy you
Unless you repent...
Yet you will die anyway
In your pride;
For my emotional perspective
Is regal.
For I am the realest one
You will ever meet,
So don't pretend you appreciate
A pretty package,
For a pretty package is everything!
Can you handle what is inside?
-
Author:
Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: July 30th, 2025 07:54
- Comment from author about the poem: There are no genuine people in the world.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 2
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.