She’s a lonely masquerade
That only shows you what you should see
And you still don’t care enough
To ask what’s behind the mask
So she thinks she isn’t enough
But she can’t see she’s an emerald
Almost like a mermaid,
You can’t tell what she really is made of
Her heart yearns to embrace its being
But her thoughts seem to be on another quest
The mind screams, what about what they are seeing?
Is the view good enough for them?
Oh selfless masquermaid
Wearing your truth and your lies
One day she’ll realize that she’s just fine
Rich or poor
Einstein or no Einstein
Plus size or size 0
It all boils down to this
Lady masquerade is one and only one
There will never ever be another
So all miss masquerades while you still can
Leave your footprints as a legacy
That you embraced loved and exhausted your beauty.
You are beautiful
Beauty bursts out of you like confetti.
YOU ARE READING
Breaking through.
PoetryI have lived in fear of the unknown and today I'm embracing my past, future and present. I am breaking through.