In a world drenched in splendor, you are afraid to appear as flawed
You separate your organic, intangible self from the facade you present to the populace
You must never let them see your true face or their derision shall rain down upon you
You know that your scars are unacceptable and for this you despise them just as your detractors would
You long to live free of this suffocating idealism that dictates your every choice
You pray that you will find acceptance within these walls
But you know that in a marvelous, mechanical world, there is no place for a less than perfect girl

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