There it is the crack again
In the mask upon a face so far lost
Placed there years ago
Made of the lightest of materials
Delicate
fragile
Painted of different colors
Taken of different artists
The smile on the outside
Matches the real one
All to realistically
And the crack causes stares
When it marks the perfect face
Made for the not so perfect girl
And while in repair
The girl makes excuses
That are her worst lies
But no one knows the difference
Because no one looks closely enough
And in no time at all
The crack is mended
And she goes back
Back to masking her pain
Behind a flawless
Mockery of happiness
Jul 9, 2010
Jul 9, 2010 at 7:03 PM UTC
i laugh
as i watch
you
fall gracelessly
from the
pedastal i
naively placed
you upon
at first
i think you
flawless
no imprefections
mark you or
disfigure you
but turns
out you are full
them
i think though
i placed you up there
as a distraction
while i tell you
all the things
you want to hear
i cross my
fingers and
hope to hide
all the flaws
that ive been
trying to hide
so jokes on you
my inadequete
vision
of useless
perfection
Apr 7, 2010
Apr 7, 2010 at 3:39 PM UTC
Page after page
Of an interesting read
Love unfolds
Obviously
Starts with a spark
Then with a tingle
A knowing embrace
And then with a tumble
Lots of conflict
Keeping the lovers apart
But as a good ending there is a
Happily ever after
Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 11:52 AM UTC