Real?

January 23, 2020

I am no longer real.

How can I be?

In a world where I pretend all the time.

Fake smiles only get you so far.

Fake laughs only make you want to cry.

Fake love only makes you want to give up.

Fake people make you seem worthless.

Before one day..... you cant tell whether you are faking it or not.

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