Fakeness Mourns

my body lays after death, fakeness mourns, they cry

embellish stories of when together for self attention

the civil, the civil. the hopeless souls, express love from death 

i dismiss life in reality, reality, death is real. 

the pain is, i am okay, i am fine, i am okay 

inward death is of i am fine 

better to give mourns, give a f**k to awake

death is saddened, kill yourself, f**k your friends 

kill, kill, kill, your lies for this attention

this feeling is okay, fine, and im fine.

never cared, felt, lived with the living soul 

im emotional, hurt, attention drain, the stories. the lies

f**k your friend, he, he , they were nothing. nothing 

maybe you are not a friend 

listen to what your actions can tell over death, the bodies 

you were not okay, you lied in this protection 

We all arise in death, just the way we live. 

to the end, nothing illuminates the lies

just bleed this black, remain in blood red.

love to learn to embrace this pain

we will be alright, we will observe in years... later we learn 

learn from the times we mourned death 

realizing we took ones death for advantage 

selfish, taken, to a disgusted way of life. 

I am okay, I am Fine, in civil, civil 

your dreams slowly become your destruction 

we are slowly aging to death faster than learning ourselves 

Life is cruel, f**k everything, you were never great. 

Your life is not yours, never were or was 

the death came sudden, emptiness came to swallow 

this feeling is okay, fine, and im fine. 

every passing year. 

with blood dried every passing year. we die