None of us ever live to the completeness of who we want to actually be, we put on a facade and try to be who everyone wants us to be. The fact that we're able to do this makes us so happy, yet so sad at the same time.

They only see what they want to see

She smiles and waves and they do the same back

She dresses to impress, everything is done right

They shower her with compliments

She does the same back and walks away

They don't see how her smile doesn't reach her eyes

They don't see the dark clouds over her head

They only see what they want to see

She's a star, the brightest ball of fire

Everywhere she goes it illuminates people's day

She has them fooled as they fall to her feet

Worshipping the ground she walks on

Everywhere you go, they cheer her on

Not tainting her name

Or speaking it in vain

For most, she is their saving grace

But no one is there to save her

She forgot the taste of the world that she left behind

A broken reality that she'd rather forget

A reality where no one is there to help her

No fairy godmother to make everything go away

No animals to aid in her escape

No prince to sweep her off her feet

There's nobody home

She's warned to keep her feet on the ground

To acknowledge this blimp in life that means nothing

To see it will all fade away one day

But she ignores the warnings

Ignores those that truly cares

And goes back to her fairytale

As time went on it became more challenging

Maintaining this act of perfection

This act of elegance and beauty

She doesn't see its all a facade

But it doesn't matter

She's happy, she feels something

Even though these people feel nothing for her

She sits on a pedestal trying not to fall off

But she falls as hard as she tries

The halo they placed on her head slowly fades

This world of magic disappears

As the day ends, her head comes out of the clouds

And she makes her way to the place where she's broken

The place where she can't forget

Are you putting on a facade? Time is running out, and there is only so much time left to show who you really are. It may be uglier and less desirable, but it is you.