I painted a mask for you
All rosy and perfect
It wasn't me though
It was too beautiful
Too unbroken
Too perfect
And I hoped maybe you would unmask me
Look beneath
See that I wasn't beautiful
See that I was broken
See that I was imperfect
But you didn't love me
You loved the mask of the girl that I wished I could be
And so you didn't even try to help me take it off
And I couldn't blame you
YOU ARE READING
Shitty Fucking Poetry
PoetryLiterally everything I do is shit. Come and feel bad for me every time I shitpost stupid poetry on here after having a panic attack
