Fake

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tell me I'm wrong

I'll show you I'm right

I'm tired of crying

I will win this fight

You tell me it was fake

It's all in my head

But I know it was real

Dreams of being dead

your games are torture

disguised as love

I fall every time

from your silent shove

I was so little and innocent

but you left me out to dry

and so to this day

I still will cry

but because we are family

I am supposed to sit and smile

behind your fake love

you really are quite vile