Hello there, it's me
Bright, sarcastic, light-hearted me
Agonized, bloody, messed-up me
My "friends" come
We talk, we chat, we go home
Like many others, there are two versions of meI have a never ending social life
But no one is really there for meI have a 4.0 GPA
But what good is that when you're barely in school
But when you are, your teacher tells you to stop working hard for that 107%I have a three octave vocal range
But my cries are all muffled, my shrieks of anguish suppressedI have nice clothes
But clothes can deceiveI have a family
But mine hates meI have an hourglass figure that many women would kill for
But I killed myself in the processI have impeccable manners
But they only help cover up my woundsI have scars on my wrists
But the scars on my heart are even more painfulI have a double life
But what good does it do for me
The mask I wet is firmly in place
It won't change who I amI'm still sparkling, intelligent, genius me
But I'm still dull, hollow, tragic me
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PoetryHighest Ranking: #12 in Poetry. Mystical Awards Readers Choice Winner in Poetry.