Matthew Rousseau Poems
- The Fake People People may pretend to care And volunteer to ...
- The Year She’s as small, yet beautiful as the budding spring...
- A Piece Of The Puzzle For Liandra: We sit and stare into ...
- Concentration I concentrate for a week and produce an hour of...
- The Fair I stand at the fair And watch all of the people ...
- The Lost Cause The lost cause the child of depression he ...
- The Spiral I’m in a decent to hell A place that people ...
Matthew Rousseau is an aspiring poet who started writing at a very young age. He is on is way to competing in slam poetry competitions in his home town, Worcester, in the state of Massachusetts in the United States. He may be young, currently only 16, but his mind is full of wonder. more »
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The Fake People
People may pretend to care
And volunteer to work
But after work they turn on the cold stare
In their hearts hate is what lurks
I hate that kind…
So fake and selfish
Me and them think different in our mind
Good people are the ones who are selfless
I am no exception
I can be selfish at times
I cast a self-deception
My personality can be like wind chimes
It changes momentarily
And i catch it in the act
I cure my myself singularity
And change it back
In a world of fakes
Where people take for granted every meal
Where people expect bithday ...