All lies

I act like I’m pretty

I act like I’m funny

But underneath the surface It all feels kinda bumpy

A roller coaster of thoughts

Saying I’m not good enough

Keeps tearing down my walls

Trying to call out all my bluff I love feeling accepted

Except it all seems fake

When people say they love me I push there trust away

Compliments they scare me, cause what if it's just a lie

They say my eyes are pretty

But all they do is cry

This poem is about: 
Me

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