How long will she hide behind the mask of anonymity ?

Her exterior is nothing like her interior,
She works very hard to maintain her shell.
Keep it polished and shiny.
Plastered picture perfect smile,
she speaks lies and coaxes them,
to see only,
her hard plastic coating.

Her cheeks and lips,
may display and utter,
pretty letters and a myriad of colours,
but her cold, blank eyes,
full of envy,
sings a twisted ballad,
so absurd.

Look past the curtain,
and see what's backstage:
introverted emotions,
only visible through the windows of the soul.

Make it known,
uniqueness has dissipated
and the rotten core of the apple,
has been shown.