Fairytale
Put on a show.
The public they will see
Your cuts are now scabs
Your burns first degree.
Scream out inside
But tread carefully.
The pain you feel within
Is not reality.
Prove to the world,
You’re not broken.
Put on a smile,
A happy token.
Your face is what they see.
Your words are what they hear.
So continue to laugh.
Hold back the tears.
Wounds close up
Scars begin to fade
You’re perfect on the outside
In the fairytale you made.
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