A person with the plastic face
Brings it out of a case
Cursing the way they are
Digging away at their scar
Everyone has a true ID
Face that fact and keep it tidy
Getting away from their true ways
Hiding their identity through the days
In their fakeness, they create lies
Joking about the past is not wise
Killing themselves to be ideal
Living everyday unreal
Mopping on the make-up today
Never realizing what others say
Oblivious to what is there
Purposely becoming what is not rare
Quickly changing to what they are not
Reality is not in their thought
Self beauty is under the mask
Take it off finish the task
Underneath it all is all real
Vibrant beauty is beneath the seal
Why can't all see it as beauty and stop the faking?
Xanax even covers the happiness in the making
Yesterday it was fake, today can be new and true
Z is the last letter of the fake alphabet. Woo!
About the Creator
Robbie Nagle
Hey there. Welcome to my page. I have recently started walking out the path to writing my first novel. To allow myself other creative outlets, I’ll be using this to post some poetry and short stories that may or may not be in future novels.
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