The Outside
We all see you there,
Your pretty face deceiving.
It’s only the outside that matters, right?
Only the outside that people truly care about.
We all see you there,
Your pretty face deceiving.
Just another beautiful face to look at.
But that’s not who you are.
Who are you, really?
The person inside just waiting,
Waiting to show the world your true colors.
Aware that your pretty face is just an ugly mask.
When can the world see you for you?
We all see you there,
Your pretty face deceiving.
The mask, the bubble, the armor,
Hiding what’s inside.
We all see you there,
Your pretty face deceiving.
Your cool facade prominent,
And the whole world believing.
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