Is it real or fake?
Well I don’t know
I can’t shake,
Someone will show.
It’s playing on my mind,
I will be the blame,
It’s too hard to find,
It is my shame.
I am too weak,
I cannot hold,
She would lose her streak,
He would fold.
I am just a teen,
They fiddle and mess,
They say I’m too keen,
Yet I confess.
I can’t keep it,
I would cry,
I must say it,
I could die.
Is it fake,
I hope so,
I might break,
I might blow…