Cruelties of Society
Dear society,
We put on makeup for your pleasure
Makeup that covers our skars
Skars from the wars we fought
But these skars I've hiden shouldn't be covered
But instead praised and loved
For it is I who won the war
We cover our bruises
Bruises you created through those words
Such ugly words that come from those lips of yours
We cover our face and pretend to be somebody else
Somebody who is a stranger yet is more beautiful in your eyes
Your acceptance towards this stranger only angers me
For why can't the real me be beautiful too
You said makeup would make me happy
That it would increase my self-esteem
But instead it just covers the frown
Covers the tears I shed
For I would never be beautiful in your eyes
Love,
Nobody
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