I stood up and went outside my room
Feeling down, dark and gloom
Dull eyes and rough skin is what I see
Time to bake my face with a make-up spree
Some concealer, a bit of blush and lipstick
It's neither heavy nor light but it makes my face look less sick.
As I got out for school wearing polo and pants
I pulled out my phone and started to rant
Writing this stupid poem that you see
That's the best I could do and thats all it will ever be.

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Yep I actually stuck to my schedule for once.

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