LiarA Poem by UnderestimatedAbout the costume people put on to make themselves someone else.I know a liar And it’s me I looked at myself in
the mirror today And wasn’t shocked to
see I looked nothing like
myself And I never want to
be Outside is a costume I put on each day It covers nearly
everything And it even covers my
pain I’m just a picture I’m never real Each smile I make Is something I
practice in the mirror And when you say I’m
pretty I think ‘Yes, I’ve
fooled her.’ I’m the best kind of
deceiver Cause nothing you
hear is true And the real me is
never coming out It’s staying inside
forever Every good I have is
on the outside I’m just something you
see I know a big, fat
liar. And it’s me. © 2012 UnderestimatedAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorUnderestimatedAboutI'm thirteen. A very young and inexperienced writer. I love romance, adventure and supsense writing. (and maybe, just a little bit of horror) But I am so excited to see what I'll learn being here! .. more..Writing
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