the real me

I wear a mask ,which is why no one will ask
All you see is my beauty ,
the dimples behind my smile ,
But it turns upside down ,
as I'm working to get around.
My mask is all you see ,
but do you see the real in me ?
Insecurities breaking down inside ,
but getting stronger one step at a time.

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