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Sep 2015
For my mother, I put on
My perfect ladylike costume
So she’ll go on thinking
That I’m the perfect daughter
And she’ll keep believing that
I want to live like her.

For my father, I put on
The good girl doing her part
Never wanting a brand new start
Sticking to one plan only
For my whole entire life

For my friends, I put on
My best smiling face
And I always laugh along
Pretending nothing is ever wrong
They’re so easy to deceive

For my enemies, I gloss over
The quarrels with my friends
Or my sense of loneliness
I put on my flawless perfect life
Hoping they’ll go away

For strangers, I put on
My most expensive clothes
I walk a different way
It’s funny how I won’t
Ever even see them again

I often wonder now
Who I really am, or was
Before this poison
Swallowed me.
Liis Belle
Written by
Liis Belle  London, England
(London, England)   
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