You'Re Not Invited

My cover was smiling and I was ready to go
Sit in the back and be a shadow
The large group of girls could only tell what’s next
In a group chat, they were sending texts

But I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t invited

My mask was smiling and I was ready to go
The clouds were merely a foreshadow
A girl came in all innocent and hearty
She asked me if I knew who was going to the party

But I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t invited

My facade was smiling and I was ready to go
I was in my new heels ready to tiptoe
I wonder what it’s like to be happy in your skin
And finally, stop having to fake a grin

But I wouldn’t know.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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