Is she dumb is she wise?
You can't see behind her disguise
The crayon colors on her face
Her real skin color not a trace
A mask to hide her lies
True guilt and regret floods sfrom her eyes
She hides in a shell
Although it doesnt protect her well
You can't read her thoughts at all
She hides them away and squeezes them small
With a fake smile and glossy red lips
Skinny jeans and big hips
But when the make up all comes off
Her mask is gone her shell is soft
She's a lie of a million flooding from a fake
Starting over, a fresh start no mistakes
Take off your color filled mask
Except life, the hardest task
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