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The Mask

She is beautiful and I am ugly
She is joyful and I am deppressed
She is loved, I am unlovable
Her smile is fixed, like plastic always there and mine is simply dead
She is kept neat but I am a mess
She is an artist but I am a poet
She never makes mistakes and I live my life waiting for the next accident
Her laugh is like bells, I don't laugh
She is popular, I have no friends
Her skin is clear and smooth, I have scars to hide
She is fake but I am real
She is a mask and I am me
Written by Myheartdiesforyou (Mysa)
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