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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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