Fakes
If you are betrayed,you know how I feel
sitting at home with a brain thinking why?
How do I know it's time to go?
What should I do?With fakers around?Pretending
Only pretending,smiling,it's okay.Now i know
my job is done leaving the house is what i have done.
-Anonymous
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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