Monthly Archives: November 2014


Soft pink shades

she brushes on her cheeks

Black liquid is combed

onto her lashes

A sparkly smile

is painted on her lips

Beautiful,  she thinks

as she sees the mirror’s reflection

Beautiful they think

when they see her

but without the caking of paints

onto her skin

would they see her beauty?

the beauty underneath,

the mask of the world’s expectations?