Short poems/stories

Mask

She walks through life not knowing who she is.
All her friends know a different version of her.
All her family knows is plastic perfection.
All her teachers know a quiet girl.
All the people who walk past her know an average teenage girl.
All she knows is how to hide herself.
Once the masks come off all there is left is a broken shell of a person.
Her skin is decorated with proof she's still alive.
Her thoughts enjoy the artwork.
Her thoughts like it so much they beg her to add more.
Her thoughts tell her so many things.
Ugly
Worthless
Waste of space
Just another bill to pay
Fat
Even through all of this she still can wear a smile.
Even through all of this she can laugh.
Even through all of this she can pretend to be ok.
Even through all of this people believe her lies.
Who is this girl?
She doesn't even know anymore.