My words feel like sandpaper it scrapes just enough to satisfy the itch
and hurts enough to punish you for it.
I am a face untainted by mask of multiple layers claiming to be beautiful that do nothing more than bury the real treasure in multi colored sand
I am securely insecure as i know my flaws yet don't fault them
The only screen i hide behind is the screen of confidence and the screen of pride
For what am i behind it
A girl in search for something
She hopes not to find