People walk by others all time
Not knowing everything going on around them
It's like they are blind to the slightest things
We are kind of like cupcakes
Sweet from afar not knowing any better
Sweet like the frosting on top
Then the paper that stops everyone form seeing you
You allow "friends" to see it
Then there is the muffin who you let those close to you see
But no one can really see
The molten core of the muffin
The real center of all good and evil
Of all decisions and emotions
No one really knows but you
The Real You
Is hidden away afraid of pain
Hazel, the main character, has a secret, barely anyone knows, not even her best friend. Something new pops into her life. Will they help her? If they don't what will happen?