broodings

my tears trickle behind my plastic mask

eww

i am the tough girl. i swear and i yell and i don't give a shit. but hey, we all have our masks, don't we?

i am the innocent girl. i smile prettily and twirl my hair and ask what dirty jokes mean because I don't get it. but hey, we all have our masks, don't we?

i am the quiet girl. i don't reply when you talk to me and i always have my headphones in. but hey, we all have our masks, don't we?

my masks hang on the wall. i pick one out every morning, adjusting it so i can see and breathe and i hide my scars when i get changed in the p.e. lockers rooms and my tears trickle behind my plastic mask and my mouth twists but people can't see the real me.