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Fake


They look at me and see

the little and small girl that never knew.

THATS FAKE!

 

Who are you to tell me who I am

to tell me how I shine. 

Yes, its fake that I put fake smiles to entertain you

But yet, its not fake when you have to step back too.

I tell you my words, my secrets, my dark place

But, I knew you were fake.

 

Some people feel the right to tell me im not safe

Hide ur self child they say

I say, dont talk to yourself like that today.

 

A hard world in little hands,

seem to hold better than a small world in big hands.

Fake smiles are not being fake

I am not you.

Fake smiles are insecurity built up from ur hate.

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