A poem about the person inside who exists only to hide.
I am a monster disguised as a pretty human being.
All I know is I want to know
if there is nothing underneath -
this scarred up skin
these nasty curls
I get pimples every day.
When I pee I see pink lines of ribbon.
Everyone thinks that I’m insane.
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