About the fake people of todays society.

My past seems so full of lies and fake people,

Trust I can’t seem to find,

No matter how I seem to search.

Words come to him so fast and sound so fake ,

That I just want to choke him out.

I ain’t perfect and I stand up to that.

I always seem so pissed off,

So mad at the world,

Because day after day I catch him doing such stupid shit.

Forever catching him in one lie after another,

Yet I am suppose to trust him.

When he tells me more fucking lies,

If I bring something up in front of someone,

He will say I am tripping and I made it all up.

Plus if I see him doing something,

I should say something right then,

Why?

So he could lie and get them to lie too?

So I end up looking like the asshole in front of everyone!

Fuck that!

Chance you’ve had and and have no more,

If I say something from the past,

It will somehow just get put back on me,

But everything he’s accuses is B.S. and he knows it,

Just guilty I guess!

Why the fuck does he have to be so fucking fake, fake, fake?

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