Fake
Live for 'accepted' feelings
That pulse through my veins
That pour into me:
Heartfelt words strewn across
Minds, one by one,
Cross this embrace,
Through my dignity,
Stepping on it with boots caked with grime.
Laughs enter but flit away
Smiles do not linger
As I push past those
Into rawer recesses
Inside that is not really felt;
Rather, just display
Brought on by hands molding,
Hands changing, contorting figures
In this foreign mindset,
I feel alone
Small, unimportant
Not coveringup my feelings as well
That pulse through my veins
That pour into me:
Heartfelt words strewn across
Minds, one by one,
Cross this embrace,
Through my dignity,
Stepping on it with boots caked with grime.
Laughs enter but flit away
Smiles do not linger
As I push past those
Into rawer recesses
Inside that is not really felt;
Rather, just display
Brought on by hands molding,
Hands changing, contorting figures
In this foreign mindset,
I feel alone
Small, unimportant
Not coveringup my feelings as well
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