Real

Real things don’t last, fake things do. Fresh roses plucked from nature Shrivel after a single adventure Artificial roses, last for a thousand poses And yet the real are more appealing They give us that kind of feeling That lifts us high as the ceiling But it’s different in people and feelings Real people last for ever Real love is a forever fever Fake love is cold, it gives me a shiver Real friends, always helpful In despair, make you hopeful They may forget your birthday They won’t leave you on a bad day When you are sick they pray You get fit they play What about fake people? There for show like a wax apple They may remember every occasion They never show their real intention They can’t keep a secret Always make you regret Only as good as cigarette For a short time, make you feel great While they kill you internally So choose wisely And watch keenly Fakes always come in silver plate And the real are hard to get