PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

a soul-trap of masks.
a persona of your creation
expresses everything you want to be,
an idol. a grasp. your inner hell
is carving out a plastic shell
chiseling away to create the perfect lie
so that girl that got away will try
so you can be the slippery stuff she gets frustrated by
but deep down inside
the longing intensifies
so you hide
and if they see the chinks and the dents
you will surely die
because need to be 10
and you are only a 9
sound familiar? good
this is where the rhyme scheme ends and shit gets raw
cause i won't be the first to tell you you're not the only one thinking this way
you must break free of your insecurity and let your scars shine
i write corny poetry all the time and look like a pretentious cheesy sad sap
just to get through to you, yes you
break down the walls and go outside
learn to love yourself and not who you want to be
who you want to be is not you, face it
you'll never be happy when you're hiding your smile
you've been worshipping what you'll never find
cause God's been inside of you this whole time