Is that me?
Smiling like summer,
looking like summer,
dancing on a summer day?
Did I used to
go out to play?
Was that girl once me?
Did I used to be so
warm?
happy?
young?
carefree?
Where did that girl go?
That's not me.
Hair piled up
so high
on my head.
Eyes buried
deep
under layers
of eye goop.
Sparkly and pink.
Of all colors, PINK!!
Smiling right there.
Wishing I was
some place else...
That girl is not me.
(Explanation: Pictures)
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