Tell me what you're going to do when everyone starts to see through your pink lipstick-stained lies?
You get up everyday with a fake smile drawn across your face, your eyebrows perfectly made into gentle arches. You wear the face of an angel, pretending that you haven't been hardened by what you went through. You lull the monster in your head to sleep, hoping they don't get a glimpse of its burnt horns and red cape. You put up a facade, trying to convince them that your past made you stronger.
But what happens when the mask starts to fall off? What do you do when your cracks start showing? What do you say when they stop believing? And where do you hide when you can no longer fight your demons inside?
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