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  Here and there

People everywhere

Telling me who I need to be

No longer knowing the true me

The little comments to fix my hair

There only excuse is because I care

Months pass by

That new hairstyle fly's high.

Things don't feel okay anymore

My life feels nothing but bore

I throw on a smile

Telling myself it's only for awhile

Right to my room

I quickly zoom

Falling onto my bed

Feeling nothing but dead

The tears slowly fall

If only somebody could call

The once bright smile

Could no longer stretch for another mile.

Life feels as if my hearts been ripped out

Stuck with a mind full of doubt.

Why must I change

My whole life feels trapped to a range.

If he loved me enough, why leave?

He's just left me stuck in greave

Why must I look pretty?

All it does is leave me feeling pity.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 08 ⏰

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