For Real
Here we go again... judgements,
Aren't you sick of going on other people's assumptions,
Hasn't it clicked, didn't you see?,
The groupies that just wanted to fit in the scene,
They didn't really care, they were about their own recognition,
They ran around mimicking you for their own adoration,
I stepped away from the ignorance, and just sat there and watched,
And shook my head in silence because it was just too much,
There was no realness, no honesty there so how could I even speak,
And I remained silent until I had to eventually leave,
And of course it hurt me but what could I do,
There was no way in that place I could have HONESTLY met YOU.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2024
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