Tears, streaming down my face

Insecurities, flooding my mind

The clock is counting down; Life's a race

Of the confidence we're trying to find.


I show you a happy smile; an open embrace

A front that no one can see

Then I shut down and leave no trace

Of this girl I've portrayed as "me"


My mind is full of unused space

The rest is full of fear

I act happy, but that's not the case

It's just that no one seems to hear


I don't want to hide behind masks of lace

But I don't want anyone to see

Behind this facade of towering waste

Is me


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