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    I stand there poised and perfect
    A gem for the world to see
    Everything fake and untrue
    Concealing the real me

    I wear clothes that make me look skinny
    And low cut enough to flaunt my breasts
    I wear makeup to hide the scars on my face
    And i try to be better than the rest

    I go to school and act
    For my friends and peers who act too
    I stretch the truth of what the weekend held
    To be noticed, to be "cool"

    But what about the real me
    What about the person inside
    Im beautiful smart and intelligent
    But worn down from trying to hide