An experienced liar,

My life is not my own.

Unkempt, uncaring, most of all alone.

Hate the mirror with intensity.

Going about "normal" school life,

living an embellished lie.

Everyone is a stranger,

Most abhorred.

Little friends,

Brief conversations at most.

Romance is a thing unknown.

Pointless comes to mind, refined apathy. 

Unused talent festers while possiblities escape.

Looking for an out, a passion.

Turn around,

Spot one open door among millions closed.

Time to act.