I know the real you

When you are trying to hide , my dear?

I can see through you

No matter how lovely words you say

But do nothing to prove it though

You hide behind your imperfections Like a bet you want to lose.

You close your eyelids , hide you eyes and talk of

Living life so fully while

Burrying under influence of booze

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Faking your every emotion

While you talk of being a saint

Call your self a poet but

But every thing seems a faint

While your lonelyness in the poems and sleep with a cloud over your bed

Trying to avoid boredom

It's all a game for you my dear

But i know how it's played...💕