Dear Nobody,
I see the insecurity behind the layers of concealer.
Hiding all the scars and blemishes, showing the memories that you carry.
They conceal it all, so that you are a doll faced girl with a set face.
With red lips and doe shaped eyes, and fair, smooth skin like stone.
Unrealistically beautiful, but realistically insecure.
You look like a glass doll.
The same red lipped smile, the same skin.
You smile as if you have never been happier, but the smile is emotionless.
The cracks and dents in the layers and layers,
Of "happiness" and "confidence".
Then why don't you feel like what the packaging says?
Why don't you feel like you are worth it?
I dunno what I wrote there.
I just wrote everything that came in my brain and I added some pezazz to it to make it seem like an eloquent poem rather than just a rant XD
BTW, did you get the reference I made in the last line of the poem??!!
If you did, please comment and you'll...get a virtual prize from moi!!!!
Au revoir!!
24umaiyah
YOU ARE READING
Carte Blanche
Poetry"Isn't it fascinating, how I can write down all my deepest emotions and thoughts with ease, but with speech, I stutter with shame?"
