Why.. are they not?
Why do people behave as if they love, when they are too occupied with themselves?
Why do people behave like they care, when all they know is power and fame?
Why do people behave like they know, only to realize they are blabbering?
Why do people behave so excited, when they are so seriously dreading?
Why do people behave as if they are welcome, when they’re pests?
Why do people schmooze, when all they know is sucking up?
Why do people behave nice, while they are busy stabbing?
Why are people so real, when they are just fictitious?
Why, simply, are the many people not living life?
5 Comments:
Enough said. This world's fake.
why do you ask that much ...
when in fact you already know that life won't be life without all of this ?
Why does it bug you when I'm not even asking you for an answer?? Why is there even a problem with me writing my blog??
ya la! got problem huh!
eh?? whassup man?? what's going on in here?? but, i'm with fatty too. she can say anything, and so can i. fatty is not that fat!
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