If only you could see the pain that echoes in my mind daily. I will never be free if I’m held hostage by my intentions to deceive. On the outside, everyone sees a smile with rosy cheeks. But on the inside, I scream, hoping that one day I will be set free.

Impersonation of a person who everyone else wants me to be. They say the truth shall set you free. But what if the truth isn’t what society accepts as beauty? All these head games clouding my judgment, causing destruction. Living a lie eventually, the lie you will believe.
Show my true self and expose my weaknesses, so others can humiliate me.

Will I ever grow a backbone and just say fuck it and finally be happy? One day, I will take this mask off and express my identity, stepping into my true self and restoring self-confidence in the real me. Learning to love myself as I look in the mirror at a face that disgusts me.

Eventually, I will smile and say I am beautiful, just the way God made me. I am unique. My pale freckled skin and red hair are uncommon to see, this is beauty in itself, and I am lovely.