I want to be free
Out of these chains
Out of that disgusting mold that society has made as me
I want to be known
More than that 'bubbly' girl
I want people to know ME
Not this act
Not this LIE
I'm always being judged
'Disgusting' 'fat' 'stupid' 'annoying'
The words stick in my mind
I remember... replaying their actions
Remembering how they point and laugh
How do I react?
Well, I still have my act, the mask, I must be perceived as 'happy'.
I laugh and pretend my pain isn't there.
Then heading towards my room...
I look in the mirror.
I see how their words fit.
'Fat' 'ugly' 'gross'
I let the tears stream down my face.
Silently, I cry.
A little piece of me dies inside as I hide my true self.
What can I do about it?
No matter what, they are always going to judge me.
I'll never be who I want to be.
I'll just clean up.
Put on my smile.
Looking fresh, happy, and content.
I'll put on my act again, they will never see through it.
I step out into the world once again.
Step out, wearing my mask.