Question

you call me “friend”
with a grin made of glitter and glue—
it sparkles,
but it doesn’t hold.

you say all the right things,
but your eyes never stay long,
always scanning the room
for someone better, shinier,
more useful.

you ask,
"how are you?"
like it’s a script—
and you don’t wait for the answer.
because real is messy,
and you don’t do messy.

you hug like a photograph—
pretty, posed,
flat.
no warmth,
no weight.

but i’m not made of air,
and i don’t bend like paper.
i see it now—
you only love me
when it’s convenient.

so take your soft lies,
your shallow check-ins,
your sugar-coated ghosts
and stay over there.

i’m done watering fake flowers
just to watch them stay dead.

Answer 1

very relatable poem! i love how it captures so many emotions and how it can make you relate on so many leveled. keep up the good work!

Answer 2

Rly good, it relates to many ppl considering the fact that I'm one of them :) it was good good :), very relatable

Answer 3

Ai innit