all the pretty smiles,
and heads held high
they were
rotting away
in the bright texan sun
drowning themselves
in the ocean
of endless
insecurities
they were made of
star dust
and magic
magic, that
sadly
was only
visible to my eyes
If only they had believed me.
Life in a blog 
Awesome poem- it really speaks to me.
Thanks! Glad you liked it
I always felt I was the only one to see other people this way. Very very good!!
Thank you! You aren’t alone, I’m with you 🙂
A lovely poem!
Thanks 🙂