A popular face

picklesthecat

I put on my lipgloss, it's the finishing touch that just happens to complete the outfit. 

Pink is the theme today, which means a pink headband down to the pink shoes on my feet.

I could say each day was a different color rotation but I never wear an outfit more than once.

This is how I maintain my statue, one that I hold deep to me.

One more than anyone could ever know

The expensive clothing and the popular statue are all fake, an act if one would say.

I put on my mask one where you cant see the crakes underneath and control the crowd. 

I like the power that I have over everyone, I feel no longer broken or cracked.

One wrong move is all it takes to be swashed under my foot.

I wasn’t always this way but I can’t let them see

The old me, the one who wasn’t this determined to fit in.

Back then I could be whatever I wanted 

Not anymore, I am too far gone to be that way.

I won’t be hurt like I was before and this is the only way possible.

 

  • Author: picklesthecat (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 26th, 2022 14:34
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 12


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