Perfection, on the surface it shows

The reflection not what the inside knows

Makeup caked in the nooks and crannies

When it comes to hiding something, sure comes in handy.


From where I stand this is not something new

For I have some things to hide, too

I absolutely hate the way I look,

My face hidden in the pages of a book


Happiness, all but faded away

A good front I put, a good actress, I’d say.

Going through my own love and loss

Unfortunately has turned me quite cross


As I grow older I just turn my head

On something needing to be fixed, hoping it’s dead

Wanting to stay true, trying my best

A huge weight seems it’s been placed on my chest


The days grow longer

These feelings become stronger

When there’s talk about leaving

My body starts heaving.


Choking and coughing until I can breathe no more

Chilling through my bones and down to my core

And just when I begin to feel sick

I’m set off, like a revolver’s click


My brain starts churning,

My stomach starts hurting

When I reach the point where I break
I don’t know how much more I can take.