She's a broken girl

Not on the outside--oh no.

On the outside, she is perfect.

Shiny.

Pulled together.

On the inside, however, she is crumbling.

It's an avalanche in her chest

but no amount of makeup or hairspray or pushup bras or toned muscles can mask

the decaying state of her sanity.

She tries so hard to smile

as her hollow screams echo around inside of her chest.

They're so desperate to get out

but she smothers them.

Because no one can see her crack--oh no.

That's not an option,

because this girl is perfect.

And it's going to stay that way.