The Truth

The Truth

Behind the lies,
There is a girl,
Who’s smile is broken,
With star-gazed eyes,
Waiting for that one special guy.
Her dreams seem so foreign,
Such a mystery,
A reality unknown,
Your eyes stare her down,
Making her shutter in fear,
She wonders why you look at her,
She is crying,
No, dying,
On the inside.
Underneath the make up,
The clothes,
And the lies,
Is this broken girl.

The End

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