What you see isn't me

May 8, 2012
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I see a golden smile.

I see warm caramel eyes.

I see a flawless face.

I see a poised figure.

I see elegant movements.

I see a mask.

Behind all that gold, nervous stutters chew at cracked lips.

Behind the melting caramel, tears wait on the boundary to bleed.

Behind all the make-up, a timid ego is waiting to pounce through.

Behind confident clothing, a little girl clings on, three sizes smaller.

Behind strong, ballerina motions, a clown stumbles over unstable gallops.

When you look at me, what you see isn’t real.

What you see isn’t me.

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lizerina776 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 16, 2012 at 2:57 pm
i love this!! the images are great...awesome job pen pal! :)
rebeccaquill123 said...
May 11, 2012 at 11:33 am
I really like this poem :)  I think you did a great job on it! Keep writing!
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