False Confidence
She draws her beautiful
And blends her assertive
Into her smile
Each morning
But wipes them off
Like makeup
When no one’s watching
Behind her bold strut
And lively laugh
She hides
A ravenous,
Attention hungry
Monster
Who holds her worth
Between his fingertips
He thrives when complimented
Blossoms when praised
Flourishes with affection
But crumbles
When rejected or betrayed
Her confidence
Is a game of Jenga
One wrong move
And she
Collapses
New clothes
More men
More dollars
More fake
He’s starved hollow
And she’s his slave
