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It Was All An Act

Poetry By: Arian
True confessions

Just something I thought up one night

Submitted:Mar 21, 2010    Reads: 43    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I think..
I remember..
And now all I know are lies.

I'm not going to hear your reasons any longer,
Finally I see what I failed to before..

It WAS all an act,
A horrible play that I sat and watched.

I know one person,
But at times I see another.

It makes no sense in my mind,
Is it so difficult just to be yourself?

Or is this you?

Stab me once, kill some more,
I'm not going to listen anymore.

I'm done.
Maybe this time the wind will drag you away,
Until you're oceans gone.

Now I'm sitting here on the sidewalk...

Everything is so much better,
So I ask myself...
Why bother?

It doesn't matter anymore,
So why do these words keep pouring out?

Emotions left untouched,
Just write some more...
Until they run out.

I'm getting near empty,
And it just makes me smile.

All I wish to say,
Stay away...

I'm not gonna hear your reasons,
And why can't we just let it go...?

It's only a moment out of a zillion,
Don't flatter yourself,
You're soon forgotten,

And I can't wait till it's all,
A thing in the past.

Till this play is less than,
A faded memory...


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