Artificial
She hides behind her makeup,her lipgloss, mascara and blush.
Her only freind is the latest trend,
just to shop gives her a rush.
No one knows what she feels,
her emotions she never shows,
The only place she feels at home,
is the place where she buys her clothes.
She will always be stuck there,
in the fake glamour of life,
Never knowing that she's stuck
in an artificial lie.
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