pretty faces every where u go
but ugly is inside and it will eventually show
confused in what u belive
but i see the ugly you conieve
cause gossip is god and thats what u want here
drama this world and make it ur own
and ignorence is all u have shown
a plastic world for a plastic face
dont care about anyone what a discrace
twisted thought roll on through my head
time to take the gun and go to bed
tempt me not so soon
for my soul will float away on a balloon
broken promises,spit out lies
these are the reasons why i crie
and you stair at me with eye so scard
and you wonder why my heart is barred
This is a really good poem!