Every day without makeup is a good day
when she wears it, everybody says "wow, you look so good today"
"You look kind of tired and worn out
Is there something to worry about?"
They ask when she goes natuerelle
Yeah, yeah her life in a nutshell
It's a disaster, she is stuck in
No change, no matter how hard she's struggling
Everything's fine when I look tired, she thought
Cause that means there was no lesson she had been taught
Sometimes when she comes home, he is already there
Well, in fact he is always everywhere
But when he thinks she is late
She already knows her fate
Sometimes its just a slap, sometimes it takes hours
She'd like to scream "show me your life, this is ours"
The foods too salty, the drinks got warm – there is always a reason
Seems as if its always "beat-your-wife-season"
But the next day is great, oh my dear
Everybody says "the make up looks so great on you my dear!"
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A kind of mind
PoetryI work as a trauma consultant. This means I'm trying to help people who are traumatized because of various reasons. This book is full of poetry which I wrote after long days of work to ease my mind.
