She is a friend, I have no doubts
Not only to me, but others as well.
Seems kind of perfect
The nice girl, the cute girl
The girl who helps everyone.
Bubbly pink and fiery red
She has all the colours in her.
But every coin has two sides
So good is not her only attribute.
She also has grey in her
Shades of it, I guess.
A little posey, a little pretending
But still caring, is she?
I wonder what her true self is
Is she the angel or the opposite?
Everyone seems to think highly of her
But I want to break the pattern
Show her true colours
To the people, her friends.
She is not what she seems to be
Atleast that’s what I think.
This goes out to you my dear
The mask’s off
I know who you are
I know what you’re
And i exactly know what you’re pretending to be
You may have fooled everyone else
But alas! Not me.