They tell me to dress up
Put on cologne and make up
Hide away, leave myself masked
And do as I am tasked

I'm tired of the same routine
Can no longer keep this til' seventeen
Can no longer put on fake smiles
Can no longer crawl for miles

My heart heals as it's bleeding
My mind whispers as it's screaming
I kissed the mirror in the light
I'm not losing in this fight

Today, I'll stop singing your song
This facade will not go long
For now I'll let myself cry
Goodbye lies, it's time to die

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A/N: I know that this might seem like a sad poem, but for me it's quite the opposite.
Is w a tt y p o d going to f l a g me down for this? :P