power of makeup

the brushes glide against my skin

 

and paint a new face within

 

and the colours emphasize my base

 

and leave me with no hate

 

and the rouge lightens up my smile

 

and makes it stay a while

 

with this new face i have new space

 

to make my happiness shine from within

 

this art destroys my doubt

 

and blurs the imperfections

 

while showing who i am

 

lancome and too faced

 

connect me to find true joy

 

joy that isn't fake  and joy that doesn't destroy

 

but maybe i can't handle this power to make me

 

look like a flower and not want to cower

 

but where there is doubt there is certainty

 

the certainty that i may be beautiful

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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