She dries her eyes with tears

and tissues

ruin her mascara.

She wears a

suit of armor,

to mask her

weak defenses.

This girl hides

the so many things

that make her human.

She makes her way

across the room

and she knows exactly

what to say.

practiced for days

words that will

keep her pretty.

Make her sound like

royalty.

All too familiar,

this scripted scene.

All too impress

others.

She was tired of being

perfect...

But perfect made her

somebody.