She hid behind a shiny smile showing the world what they wanted to see but always a prisoner inside her own body chained to blood and bones
It won her praise and it won her glory Roses bloomed around her while her soul withered inside
All the sparkly things lost their sparkle when she stopped writing her own story It was then in the moment of frailty she realized she left herself behind somewhere along the way
The porcelain cracked and a brave woman broke through stitching her heart and emptying her mind of the stranger that had taken over and the pain that had sustained
Beginning again vulnerable and naked trembling with both excitement and fear Praying that the world would accept her as she introduced that girl that had been hidden for so long
Stones were thrown and enemies crawled out of their alleys attempting to drag her down and crush her new found dreams
But a force field of love and acceptance from those special souls that always knew who she was carried her on it's shoulders not allowing her to lay back down
A garden of confidence and self-love grew inside her A hero was reborn and so was the jolly that had died with her long ago
Her smile is authentic now and it shines brighter than ever before A natural light that heals all who are illuminated in it's glowing path
Merry songs escape her lips and effervescent words flow from her fingertips to the blank paper as roses bloom inside of her
She's a prisoner no more.
A poem about being a people pleaser and how it tears you apart mentally to be the girl (or boy) that the world wants you to be...and rising out of it to finally be your true self and happy.