Poems, Prose, Thoughts

Guise

She's a happy-go-lucky girl, a careless, crazy, one
Many didn't want to be with her because she's the tactless one
She's scatterbrain, immature, numb
She doesn't deserve a friend.
They smile at her, talk to her, laugh with her whenever she's with them.
Behind her, they, smirk at her, talk about her, laugh at her.
Everything that's good about her, they couldn't see
Everything that's bad, exposed like the sea

What they didn't know is that she know they're talking about her
She knows, every grin, every smirk, every fake smile, every fake joy that were given to her.
Every make-believe story about her that came from the mouth of another, she knows.
She's a spoilt rotten brat who is not loved, she was not brought up correctly acccording to them, all of these were the words circulating everyday.
They thought she didn't give a damn
But hey she really does

Fake it till you make it
Her friend's advice to her so she did
Everyday, she go to work with a smile plastered on her face
Close your ears, if you can't dont take it to your heart.
Do not wear your heart on your sleeves they say
That's what she did, not till the end of the day

There's no use of faking it she said
Even when she's genuine they'd still think she's faking it
Wear mask he said
A mask that can cover your heart
Do not show emotions in everything you do he said

So she did
She learned to wear a mask everyday of her life
She learned to control her emotions, her expressions, afraid to be judged by everyone around her
She perfected the neutral expression, void of any emotions thru practice

Because she knows what ever she does they'd judge her
So what she said, one day, all of them will face Great JUDGE who will also judge everyone who judged her.
Her story is not finished yet, it's just starting, bit she soon want it to end.