I close my eyes,
and try to picture a perfect world, i try to drift into it, but the chains around my neck keep strong hold, so lead me and I'll follow.
You tell me waht you want from me,
you take me where you want to go.
I do everything you could ever want-
I dress to impress, I smile to kill.
Such a shame that it's not real.
My hear breaks, my smile fakes the emotions that I will never feel.
I gravely bear my jilted crown, await the day my guard goes down.
And even then it's not worth it,
I'll just wear my smile.
After all, my life is perfect..

by Christina Beckwith

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