She hid beneath the
folds
and layers of baggie clothes
so no one noticed at all
how judged she felt constantly.
No one remembered that beneath
those gruff, misfitting clothes
was a girl with soft curves.
She hid beneath her sarcasm
building up her walls of harsh words,
so no one noticed at all
how vulnerable she felt constantly.
No one knew, that beneath
the negative things that left her lips
there was a spark of a girl
who actually loved everyone too much.
She made jokes about every
little thing, every day
so no one noticed at all
that her humor was to keep herself
up, when all she was was dragged down.
No one knew at all, that she spent hours
a day, listing things she disliked about
this skin she was trapped in, and
everything inside of it that seemed to
function improperly.
and layers of baggie clothes
so no one noticed at all
how judged she felt constantly.
No one remembered that beneath
those gruff, misfitting clothes
was a girl with soft curves.
She hid beneath her sarcasm
building up her walls of harsh words,
so no one noticed at all
how vulnerable she felt constantly.
No one knew, that beneath
the negative things that left her lips
there was a spark of a girl
who actually loved everyone too much.
She made jokes about every
little thing, every day
so no one noticed at all
that her humor was to keep herself
up, when all she was was dragged down.
No one knew at all, that she spent hours
a day, listing things she disliked about
this skin she was trapped in, and
everything inside of it that seemed to
function improperly.
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