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[showbizgal]

i dont care if it sux or not, but this is the first poem i have ever written. please tell me what you think...

Questions

Why do people say I'm wonderful
When i feel so unwanted?
Are they lying to me?
Or do i just not see?

How can people say things are beautiful
When they have never experienced it truly?
Are they that naive?
Or am i not understanding anymore?

What is true love?
Why do people ask if its "true"?
What is the truth?
Does anyone truly know?

Who is this god?
If ten people told you
That they were the one and only,
Who would you beleive?

Would you walk away?
Would i collapse under the pressure?
Will it decide our entire lives?
Does it really matter in the end?

What is reality?
If reality is whats real,
Then why does it all seem so fake?

What is a lie,
But an amazing tale?
Is the truth still there?
Can i see it? touch it? feel it?

Who can define amazing?
How do you measure magnificence?
Is it possible to lie to love?
What is the purpose of us all?

Why do i ask myself questions,
I know i can't answer?
Is it the inner me talking?
Or is my inner me dead?