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     She drives an hour away
So she can work in a diner
For some extra cash
And not have the other moms know
She isn’t perfect
He walks to school every day
So his classmates won’t know
That he lives in a trailer park
And isn’t as well-off as he seems
He isn’t perfect
They cover their faces in make-up
To pretend they are flawless
So everyone will notice their beauty
A lie they don’t need to tell
They aren’t perfect
The rows of colored houses
Spaced evenly apart
So seemingly perfect
They hide people inside
Ashamed of their imperfections


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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Pareidolia said...
May 3, 2013 at 3:24 pm
Little boxes, on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky-tacky...
 
Lil(E) CHERRY said...
Apr. 5, 2011 at 9:10 am
I really enjoy this poem
 
Angel*music*lover This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 21, 2009 at 5:20 pm
I really enjoyed this poem. I think this applies for just about everyone and you brought this to light very well.
 
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