She wears a mask.
Her beauty is hidden away from us and we think that she's just adding extra fuss.
She's hiding.
Her mask could be hiding the scars that she doesn't want the world to see.
She believes society.
Her whole soul is written in societal phrases which degrade her in all of her beautiful spaces.
She's afraid of her identity.
Her mask is all we see, but her heart wants to secretly jump out at you and me.
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 3:33 PM UTC
She wears a mask.
Her beauty is hidden away from us and we think that she's just adding extra fuss.
She's hiding.
Her mask could be hiding the scars that she doesn't want the world to see.
She believes society.
Her whole soul is written in societal phrases which degrade her in all of her beautiful spaces.
She's afraid of her identity.
Her mask is all we see, but her heart wants to secretly jump out at you and me.
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