She shines, hiding all that's tattered.
She smiles, masking that she's shattered.
No one can see beyond her facade
Lest they know the real her.
**
She feels ever on display,
Though rarely anyone looks her way.
No one can hear her full story
Lest they wrongfully judge.
**
Never truly revealing all,
She has put up an unyielding wall.
Internally broken, bruised, and bleeding,
She projects only that she's succeeding.
**
No one must find her deepest mind,
Lest they know her as an imposter.
That's why...
She shines, hiding all that's tattered.
She smiles, masking that she's shattered.
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
I'm a soon-to-be retired music educator. This is my 40th and final year at the same school. I enjoy writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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