Treasure Island

Mandalie Blanc


Faces of a clown


She only 16 and she feels like the whole world's against she knows her friends n family love her but doesn't understand her

She walks around with a smile on her face but wen she alone that smile disappear
Her appearance is like a clown
Her face shows shes smiling but inside Shes being tarred down,
away , sometimes she wish she could just run away
Escape to a unknown place
But she can't
Afraid of what tomorrow will bring
She thinks and thinks
But Nothin change
everything stays the same
She closes her eyes and wish it would
All go away
But it won't so she suck it up
Gets on her feet even tho her knees r
going weak
She cover her face with her hands
For about a minute
Then she takes it off
Next thing u know the smile is back
On her face.......

Submitted: Saturday, August 17, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
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