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The curtain falls, the lights go on. It's time for the last bow. The star of the show, A blonde-haired, blue-eyes girl steps out. The crowd echoes with cheers and whistles... But one person stays silent. His black hair shines in the light, his brown eyes glow. In his hand is a single red rose. He tosses it to the actress and smiles. She catches it and blows a kiss. The actress goes backstage and prepares to leave. She places the rose on the counter and sighs. Off comes the ruby-red dress, the strappy black heels, the jewelry, and the make-up. She grabs her bag, and the flower falls to the floor. A man walks in, she gives him a kiss, and they

They say "A picture is worth a thousand words". So, what does my picture say to you? Do my eyes tell you about the tears I've cried? Does my smile scream FAKE? Do you even see me? I'm a fly on the wall, A chameleon in her element. As long as I'm silent, I am invisible. After I'm seen, people ask one thing: "How long have you been here?" I am tempted to say "Forever", but instead I stay silent. I let my words sink back down, Letting them drop into my heart and soul. My eyes shine with tears not cried. My voice is weak from words not spoken. My heart aches with emotions I've buried. They say "A picture is worth a thousand words". What does my p

A smile on my face is what you see. That is my mask. Quiet in class makes me "odd". That is my mask. Why do I have a mask? Anger in my eyes. That is me. Pain in my heart. That is me. Sorrow in my soul. That is me. Why do I hide behind a mask? I hide behind lies. I hide behind smiles. I hide... Because that is me.

I want to break the chains. Break the chains of lies and smash the mirror of illusion I want to tear up the photographs of memories, good and bad, and set them on fire. I want to seal my heart away in a box, Tie it with chains, and throw it into The sea of time. I want to be like ice. Cold, Unfeeling, Still. I want to Heal my injured soul; Close my mouth and never open it again; Be in control of my life. I want to be what I want to be, not What others want me to be. I want To be at peace, To be silent, To be alone when I want to be. Does that make me an Ice Queen? Then give me the crown. I'll take the throne, and the wo

People say we are helpless. People say we have to be babied. People think we are only good for looking good. Those are lies. We are not those precious porcelain dolls With ruby-red lips and glass eyes, Wearing pretty dresses and always quiet. We have voices. We have emotions. We have the ability to think for ourselves. We own corporations, Run hospitals, Work in construction, Make scientific achievements, And fight in wars. We are not damsels in distress. We are the knights in shining armor. Our tongues are our swords, Our minds are shields. We slay the dragons and Rescue the prince. We are women. We are strong. We have