"it's all a facade"

I have slowly crawled into the skin

of the girl I played

in the movies of my dreams

and yet she is not me;

this skin is not mine

and this shell belong to

somebody else

yet I act as her, I answer as her, I walk as her,

I speak as her, I cry as her,

and somewhere along the way I became an impostor

not on purpose

but out of the urge to survive,

I became one of Darwin’s finches

and as I stranded myself on the island

I wondered

why no one else

had to masquerade and parade

this vision of themself around,

why the dark circles under my eyes grew

as my exhaustion formed a halo separating me

from the girl I used to be.