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 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 a way 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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