Fake

A facade of character is revealed

All you see is false.

False clothes, eyes, touches, feelings.

None Brave enought to speak truth.

None strong enough to portray its reality.

 

You lie to yourself.

As though each layer of mascara

Will hide your secrets

As though each new lie

Will conceal your pain.

 

Yet you've failed yourself.

For everyone is realizing your lies.

For they have begun to pile

And your mask of composure is slipping

And the truth is slowly coming to light

 

And everyone is starting to see

That you are nothing more

Than a Fake

Reviews

[Not Afraid of Bruises]

I love what you did with the commas/periods - I think that at points it does trip the reader up - but over all this works the the style you have going.

I am still in high school - and I can't tell you how much I just want to post this in all the restroom stalls - thanks for sharing, a good write.