painted on wings.
brushed on faces.
artificial girl.

are you happy?
truly happy?

artificial girl.
flirts with all the boys.
friends with all the popular girls.
the varsity queen.
and the teacher’s pet.

oh, artificial girl.
are you happy?
truly happy?

do you believe your own lies?
do you believe these silly things they say?

artificial girl, why do you do it?
why do you want this?

does it make you happy?
do you ever wonder?
do you ever reflect?

artificial girl.
you were never like this before.
you never wanted to be popular.
artificial girl.
are you happy?

artificial girl.
with your painted on wings.
and made up face.
i see your invisible tears.
and hear your quiet sobs.

why do you lie?
why do your cover yourself in so many layers?
why do you hide?

i know you don’t believe this lie.
i’ve seen the tear-stained cheeks.
and the ripple pages.
in diaries kept hidden.

artificial girl.
artificial girl.
oh, artificial girl.

with painted on wings.
and a made up face.

shed the layers.
and let yourself free