The Conundrum of Beauty
Products upon products
Days lost to adulation
Looking for beauty under rocks, in-between articles.
The funny thing is,
I buy all this crap, but never wear it.
Hundreds of dollars spent on makeup
On blush
Foundation
Mascara.
Yet I always face the day with a bare face.
Not because I want the world to see my naked self,
But because I want strangers to pass me by.
You see, the less you wear, the less you’re seen.
Isn't it funny how we camouflage our imperfections so we can be seen?
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