via Daily Prompt: Typical

Your dark hair tumbles down your shoulders

All glossy and pretty

Your eyes are framed by thick black

You balance on high heels,

All girly and beautiful and strange.

Everyone grins

In awe and wonder and mock envy

I grin too, at first.

But then

I think

This isn’t you.

I’ve lost you in a sea of Plastic faces.

I thought we had each other

In a world that’s shallow and artificial.

But I’ve been clinging to a mirage this whole time.

The watery illusion of a girl,

Tomboyish and natural and real.

Something that never really existed,

Was all just a mask.

And like everyone else,

You’re plastic underneath.