Masque

You buy clothes you never wear
To impress people who don’t care
You can’t speak in front of crowds
You should get your head checked
You have blisters on your heels
From shoes that refuse to be broken in
The struggle is real.
You wear makeup to even out your tan
Certainly not to impress a man
Your mirror reflection of self
Doesn’t match the one inside
You sing songs of love and heartbreak
Because you cannot handle reality’s handshake
From the jump, you push everyone away
To protect yourself from the inevitable day
When they will turn & walk away
Because that’s what they do
When they’re done with you.
You wear so many masks
You forget which one
is for him, for her, for them.
Shattered self in shadows
Intertwine on your halo of thorns.
Be careful not to bleed everywhere.
Blood is hard to get out of the carpet.

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