Friendly Liars

 

Here are all these different people, saying my parent’s are fake,

even though my father’s working everyday, from morning to late at night. 

They say that i, am lying,

but i.....

I stopped caring, what these other people think of us, 

even if they think, that all i’m saying, is gibberish.

I don’t have anything to say, to you, or any of them,

because i know my family.

 You’re just fake to me, and you played me.

 you betrayed me, you lied to me.

You’re dead to me. 

I don’t ever wanna see your face, cause you’re just a disgrace.

They say that everything seems right,

till the day, you see, the horrific things of life.

And I thought, you were some sought of person, i could always trust,

but obviously, sadly, i was wrong.

 

 

(XxSamanthaStevensonxX)

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