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If you can’t be real with me than who are you real with?
A fake friend is in my mist but I try my hardest to resist,
The urge that’s aching me to call them out and put an end to this friend,
Or maybe to this friendship since its filled with fakeness from this fake ass friend,
It’s just so petty when your friends claim to be real but they aint,
It’s like calling a simple hangout one hell of a date, in which it wasn’t so it just ain’t,
People are in clear sight with disguises on thinking that they are blending in,
How stupid do you think I am, you are fake, it’s simply just what it is,
I hate the lies and phony cries of hype you throw along my way,
It’s just sad and disgusting, why can’t you just be happy in other words be gay,
Or maybe you are, but not near but from a far in a closet you locked yourself in,
You don’t want to come out, simply in denial being someone you really cant be honest with,
Damn it I hate when a friend just can’t be true, I guess they just want to be fake,
So don’t you mind my finger floating on by, trust me its coming your way, I am pointing at you.
(*note: To all my fake friends sitting by my side, I really don’t see why you claim you ride with me, just go the other way and say goodbye, you don’t owe me anything, so just go be your fake self in some other element.)
(A Jixi Fox Original Poetry)
Fake Friends Around
by: Jixi Fox
© Copyrighted 2011 Jixi Fox™ All Rights Reserved.
Tags: Free Verse, Poetry, Spoken Word, Poem, lyric poetry, storytelling, rhyme, Improv, Creative
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