Little White Lies

she fabricates the truth

to disguise herself,

to protect others,

to prevent tension –

a human phenomenon that sadly most partake in.

she sits there, fashionable as always, still and poised,

and lets out a quick smile –

one that glimmers like a lavish pink sunset

bouncing off the sparking water.

all of those who are passing by

see her pale yet red, rosy cheeks,

and how the blue in her eyes

brings about an adorable sweetness –

such an innocent aura.

not one would guess

that the life she has been living

is a sad, fragile string of lies

that seems to have no end near.

she is too fancy, too put together,

too beautiful, and too perfect for this to be true,

but she is fooling them all,

deceiving each with a fake contentedness –

no one knows the real her.