we are teenage girls.
when we get home...
our straightened hair goes up into messy buns.
our makeup has faded or smudged so we take it off.
the fake smile vanishes into how we really feel.
our brand new shirt turns into our favorite old sweatshirt.
our skinny jeans are traded for sweatpants or pajamas.
and our UGGS are taken off to reveal our fuzzy
socks.
when we get home...
you wouldn’t recognize us.