Meeeee

Her.Her face, her smile The things she does and wears Is all so fake,Her.
No mistake Always with a flourish and a laugh.
Some see and some dont Her true self; no lies Its just as true As me or you Yet she hides it from the world
A rare glimpse, Here and there Of the real her thats inside But she takes it in her stride And covers up her little slip
Some even envy her She has it all Or so it seems But in her dreams Shes just a normal girl
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life is like clay... and you need to shape it
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