I Am...an imposter
looking in the mirror
you’re filled with hate
this is the reality
the fat, ugly girl reflected back
is the truth
you can hide it from the others
suck it in, laugh it off
it’s all a facade
this is the truth
others call you perfect or nice or cute
they don’t know
what you hide, deep inside
is the truth
lonely eyes filled with revulsion
that’s what you see
that’s what you are
this is the truth
broken promises
forgotten workouts
a resolution left behind
is the truth
little sleep
plus little time
loneliness and sadness led to this
this is the truth
What others don’t see
underneath that perfect projected image
this girl, too heavy, too short, too curvy
is the truth
The happiness, the laughs
the smiles and diligence
the hard work and hard play
that is a lie
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