Mask. | Teen Ink


December 27, 2011
By notquitehoplessramantic BRONZE, Hollywood, California
notquitehoplessramantic BRONZE, Hollywood, California
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Favorite Quote:
Maybe... maybe i like being imperfect.

Look at me.

No, don't just look at me.
See me.
The real me.
Do you know what I'm thinking, behind my blue eyes and blonde curls?
Do you know what I feel behind that fake, white, straight smile?
I'm more then that.
Is that all you notice, the facade I put up for the world?
Just see me, for once.
For who I really am.
Not the girl I hide behind.

I guess that's what I get for shielding myself with a mask.

The author's comments:
This poem was inpired by me talking with my boyfriend when i looked in the mirror. I know how much i've been pretending but at that moment it hit me like a brickwall. I realized that whoever the girl in the mirror was, it wasn't me. I wish people could see me, this me, the poetic deep-thinker and not the idiotic strereotype that i act like.

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