This Is Real Poem by Nicholas Neato

'I read all your work.' she said
But did you ever really get it
What's faked and what's real
When everything you give is ish

I got the short end
Yeah, I got it all
Got the lies, tied the ties
Now I'm watching the wicked fall

I'm drowning in my loneliness
Choosing not to walk with sheep
Let them follow blindly to hell
For my holiness I shall keep
We won't inherit the earth
But she will inherit the meek
The ones naked and massless
With no fears about feeling weak

Take my kindness
Mistake it for fear
Cut the tension with your silver tongue
Let you taste the mistakes you hold so dear

You could've abandoned your operation
You should've never given in
You shouldn't never got into his car
You should've never made him grin

It's so filthy
Can't bare this weight
When you made your decisions
You were choosing your fate

I can't help you now
This is real