perfect girl
perfect world
they see me as the perfect girl :
good grades ,
lots of friends ,
happy family ,
nice house ,
always a smile on her face ,
but the mask is starting to
slip
and people are begging to
ask
aren't your parents together anymore ?
and
why do you move house so often ?
and
are those second hand clothes ?
and
why didn't you get an A in that last assignment ?
and
why are you all alone ?
now that perfect girl is gone and people start to wonder :
what are those lines on her arms ?
and
why does she flinch when i touch her arm ?
and
was that fear in her eyes ?
then they think
" surely such a girl can't have problems, it must be attention she wants "
so they ignore her
pain
or maybe she's too good at hiding it, trying to piece together some semblance of her old life
but there was no perfect girl
it was all
smoke
and
mirrors
to cover the rough patches
but now the
glass
is
broken
and the
smoke
has cleared
and that perfect girl is
gone ,
gone ,
gone .
