Book-Of-Whatever

Beautiful

         'Look at them.'
His dry, deep voice whispers into your ear making you shiver slightly, as you hug your arms closer to your chest.

        'Stare at the beauty you can't achieve.'
He chuckles darkly stepping backwards.

       'Smiling so bright, eyes full of life. They have more beauty in their life then you.'
Your lifeless eyes stare at the happiness of other people, " H-Hey?" Your raspy voice calls out.

They turn and give a glance not really caring for your request to start a conversation.

          'The beautiful shouldn't mix with ugly.'
You try to ignore him, while you stare at everyone else,

            'They're not going to accept you. You're too broken.'
He rests his hands on your shoulders whispering in your ear, 'cover up.'

You stretch your arm out trembling of the fear and stress soon to wash over you like a cold wet blanket.

              'To be accepted you have to hide.'
He smirked, his cold long fingers hold your tear stained cheeks.

               'It's okay I'm here.'
He whispers once more. You shed one last tear, "I'm fine," Your lip trembling, "I need to be beautiful."

You say as you cover your face with a beautiful fake shining mask.

    
      'That's right, you need to be beautiful...like everyone else.'