Fake smile, like makeup you wear it.
It's easier to pretened, but the pretend isn't real.
Cover-up on your wrist, the scares wont fade.
I see the cracks in your image, the holes glue won't fix.
Head held so high, can you hear me down hear?
All I do is scream..
You're attention's what I need.
But don't worry I have you.
You can't hide from yourself.
Amber Muir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pretender-10/
