Fakez
Fakez
October 26, 2oo8
© Felidae Evol. This poem should only be posted on Felidae Evol’s Mibba.com account
You're a different person, but it's all the same shit,
You're dark, poetic, and claim to be misanthropic,
Though you have five other people with you about 24/7 yet you're still drowning in a pit,
Don't say “they are fake”, when you get upset when they get hurt, you care,
Same shit, new day, you're nothing new,
Black nails, vampire teeth, black dyed hair,
You moan and groan about life when the time gives you the cue,
Yet you have a hundred dollars you received for your birthday,
You're never loved although your parents try and you have a boyfriend,
You're bi but deep down the thought of a girl is gross to you,
The lying and copying never seems to end,
I'm sick of it,
Show me someone with a rainbow layout that doesn't imply they support gay pride,
Show me someone who isn't afraid of pink due to a stereotype,
Show me a person who tells me about themselves and I don't get a feeling that they lied,
Show me a person, who can actually be themselves,
Because you claiming that inside you want everyone to die,
And you claiming you don't like anyone yet your MySpace is covered in lost love quotes and proclaiming love to a guy you met on facebook,
Is all getting old and makes me move on by,
Because you're doing the same shit that some other person is doing that's the same shit as her boyfriend,
The world is black and white and cruel and sad,
And faking sadness gets you no where, and those who've felt it know,
That making the most out of life, being themselves and being glad,
Makes every one's lives a little easier and brighter.
October 26, 2oo8
© Felidae Evol. This poem should only be posted on Felidae Evol’s Mibba.com account
You're a different person, but it's all the same shit,
You're dark, poetic, and claim to be misanthropic,
Though you have five other people with you about 24/7 yet you're still drowning in a pit,
Don't say “they are fake”, when you get upset when they get hurt, you care,
Same shit, new day, you're nothing new,
Black nails, vampire teeth, black dyed hair,
You moan and groan about life when the time gives you the cue,
Yet you have a hundred dollars you received for your birthday,
You're never loved although your parents try and you have a boyfriend,
You're bi but deep down the thought of a girl is gross to you,
The lying and copying never seems to end,
I'm sick of it,
Show me someone with a rainbow layout that doesn't imply they support gay pride,
Show me someone who isn't afraid of pink due to a stereotype,
Show me a person who tells me about themselves and I don't get a feeling that they lied,
Show me a person, who can actually be themselves,
Because you claiming that inside you want everyone to die,
And you claiming you don't like anyone yet your MySpace is covered in lost love quotes and proclaiming love to a guy you met on facebook,
Is all getting old and makes me move on by,
Because you're doing the same shit that some other person is doing that's the same shit as her boyfriend,
The world is black and white and cruel and sad,
And faking sadness gets you no where, and those who've felt it know,
That making the most out of life, being themselves and being glad,
Makes every one's lives a little easier and brighter.