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faking

Contributed by frozensuicide on Thursday, 21st August 2003 @ 02:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: FathersDayPoems

Do you think I am faking?
When I’m lying on the floor?
Is your blood just baking,
When you open that front door?

Am I trying to draw attention to myself,
By getting you to notice me.
Can you believe it yourself?
Can you hear my plea?

Do you think I’m faking lying on the ground,
With my eyes closed and my body still?
You looking at me with your head down,
Look beneath the veil.

I'm covered in blood,
It’s raining outside and your covered in mud.
Its glittering red,
Maybe you think I’m not really dead.

Do you think I’m faking? With all these scars?
With all these little thin red lines
If I weren’t, would you put me behind metal bars?
You never saw them. Did you? The signs.

It’s your fault, and it’s now or never,
Listen to my silent screams
I wont live forever,
Nothing it what it seems.

So listen to me now.
I’m not faking it.
Its not hormones so listen now.
I’m not faking it.

I want this pain to stop,
I want it to be over.
I don’t want to listen to the screams, so make it stop.
I want it all to be over.

Stop the screams, stop the pain.
Help me out if you love me.
I’m not crazy, I'm not insane.
Please just help me.

I'm not faking it.
So please make it stop.
Im not faking it.
So please make it stop.

Copyright Â© frozensuicide ... [ 2003-08-21 02:35:00]
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Re: faking (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Thursday, 21st August 2003 @ 07:48:04 AM AEST
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a great poem... i know how you feel... my parents always pretend that things arew alright between us, and they refuse to see how our relationship is destroying me. this poem is filled with raw emotion... its such a good poem ~Apryl

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