A Silent Plea

Just... What I think every girl has inside her.

Under all that makeup

Under all those clothes

Underneath those hollow, haunting eyes

Especially, underneath that "charming personality"

There is a girl

With long, tangled hair

Nothing like yours, without a hair out of place

With wild, vivid eyes

There is a girl

And this girl is you

Not the docile, perfect object

You pretend to be

But the true you

The one who longs to run free through the fields

Free of expectations

Free of limits, free to be herself

What happened to her? 

Why have you changed?

When years ago, you thought you could do anything

The world was your oyster

Why now, are you confined?

Why must you be what they want you to be?

Do you fear rejection?

Do you fear humiliation?

Imperfect.

That's what they would tell you if you were you around them

If, instead of that mask

You revealed to them the raw beauty beneath the cover up 

With all the quirks, oddities, and extremes

That make you, you

That make you beautiful

That make you perfect

To lie to yourself is the deepest of sins

To give in, and to become something you aren't

That, that is worse than the magnificent creature you are 

This monster made of plastic

This isn't you

Where did you go?

Author's Note

Gahhh... Kind of crappy. I don't usually write poetry... But I couldn't figure out how to make it into a story... Then it would change.. So... Yeah...

Reviews

[Emrick]

Nah its not crappy.its good.