"Facade"
Scandalous, weary, easily to collapse under pressure,
Fabulous, cheery, seemingly relaxed under pressure.
One minute they're cool with you, slapping skin and such,
but on the inside it's spite, just masking it with love.
No need asking em for trust, it's casually passed at the touch.
But when you're gone, it's you they're laughing at so much.
Kids will be kids right? They shit rumors and piss lies,
Hop from crew to crew, dissolve groups until cliques die.
The next day things ight, yesterday is severed fragments,
At one you're best friends, by two that friendship never happened.
They weave a mask of smoke, made up of seven fabrics,
Being real is a travesty, some are even convinced it's magic.
Fabulous, cheery, seemingly relaxed under pressure,
Scandalous, weary, easily to collapse under pressure.
Procrastinated again
So I keyed something in, I'll get it though next week.