This about how I wear too much make up lol.. I know its not attractive but its a vicious cycle...

 

Each day when I wake

My routine is addiction

Stare, smear, stroke

Beauty = contradiction

 

To disguise a flaw or few

The pursuit to gain perfection

Who will ever know me

I am one big misdirection

 

Do I meet your standard?

Without discreprancy?

The layers of deception

Applied most beautifully

 

Am I art or mess?

A geisha or a whore?

To be described as talented..

Or devious, a fraud

 

My lips are not so red

My lashes not so long

Freckles by the dozens

Who do I hide them from?

 

Eyes that darken with fatigue

& get puffy when I cry

When beauty is.. It is abundant

But for most another lie

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Comment by David G Landgrebe on February 21, 2012 at 22:26

Beauty is within !

Cute poem :)

D.L

Comment by Jessica Lewis on February 22, 2012 at 0:01
Preach ! Beauty IS within :)

& I am without lol when I think of all the sleep ins I miss whilst paint my face of a morn hehe

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