Make-Up.

I cover myself up with lies so no one can see me.

So I won't be judged.

So I won't be ridiculed.

So I won't need pills.

I don't want them to think I'm crazy.

Because I am.

I don't want them to think I'm suicidal.

Because I am.

How can I fight this?

How can I move forward if I can't let go?

Who will save me this time?

Deus ex Machina.

Reviews

[Brett Moore]

The self within the self is always so scared of being seen. Almost as if the moment someone knows your secrets, the inner parts that define or motivate you, they might find that you are altogether lacking and insignificant. That was once my greatest fear.. To be insignificant. Why then do we try so hard to fit in? One would think that all the similarities between us and norms we conform to would make us boring to one another. An yet, it seems that individuality and unique qualities are mostly persecuted instead of being extolled. I say celebrate your strange and beautiful self every single day. Great and honest piece.

[Tatiana Casali]

Thank you for your uplifting words :)