In fact when I wear makeup
Apr 7      Apr 8

Sometimes I wish
When I put on my eyeliner
A toddler would say
you look like a raccoon
And when I put on my lipstick
a child might tell me
your lips look like their bleeding
and when I wore my eye shadow
one might tell me
it looked like someone punched me
and I had a bruise
and when I wear powder and foundation
a child would say
you look like plastic

But they never do.
In fact when I wear makeup
a girl
came up to me and asked me why I was so pretty
and I thanked her, and said
You are too!
but she walked away

I wanted to tell her that my beauty was artificial
I wanted to tell her that my visage was fake
I wanted to yell to the world that this face
was what society created
I wanted to blame it on society
which I could, if I wanted
But more I wanted to blame it on myself
I felt so pretty
But was that what counts?
Is pretty what matters?
        what about internal beauty
        and intellectual beauty
and natural beauty.
When did powder caked
darkened eye
red lipped
blue shadowed

Sometimes I yearn for society to tell me what went wrong.
When I
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all thought is makeup
Nov 3, 2012

you can feel it;
all thought is makeup
over our emotions.
why does it surprise us that
we can often only see things
as black and white
when good and bad
and happy and sad
and yes life and death
are part of a larger whole
that we can't see in this spectrum.

Sit up proudly and put your makeup on
Neva Flores Smith
Neva Flores Smith
Jun 28, 2010

There is a face in the mirror intently staring back at you
Attempting to recognize the one it views
You are spellbound for one quick moment, in such wonderment
As your eyes meet, and you both realize that it is you

Was it not just yesterday that you were young and naive
Without the wisdom you now hold in your eyes
Now a stranger is boldly looking back with an unflinching gaze
Brazenly daring you to try her on for size

You briefly pause in sheer amazement at these eyes you see
Beaming back at you with a strength unknown
You smile in appreciation and accept yourself as your own
Sit up proudly and put your makeup on

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
makeup is what we need
Genna Peterson
Genna Peterson
May 26, 2013

beauticians say
that we shouldn't sleep in our make up
but one day we'll be sleeping forever
and then
morticians will say
makeup is what we need
for our eternal sleep

Months ago, I used to apply makeup
Jess Ram

Months ago, I used to apply makeup
for the sole purpose of feeling beautiful,
part of me adored the curve in my eyeliner
or the red in my lipstick; it made me confident,
it made me feel like my smile was brighter,
like any and everything I did, was wonderful.

I can't be sure when the shift happened,
but I find myself less and less capable
of enjoying the morning's application process.
I suppose it's because I no longer wear it for pleasure
but rather, to cover the darkness under my eyelids,
to mask the discoloration in my skin,
and to hide my far too visible exhaustion.

She’s still got her makeup on
Julie Wilson
Julie Wilson
Jul 30, 2013

She’s still got her makeup on

from the last night that she lived.

The blue in her crease, the electric shade

fuzzing out, like the awkward ending of a telephone call,

if people even make those

any more.

I wonder if they do.


Her hair half curled,

her smile still set,

from flashing itself across the room

again and again

dance after dance.

I wonder if she’ll change her clothes before she goes out again.


New time, new place,

But new faces can mean same clothes, same face,

same made-up face,

to greet one another.

A bit of rearranging is all it will take

for the girl to continue on

without making any change to herself.

She can play the game for another night.

I wonder if she’ll do this again when tonight comes to an end.

How everytime I wear makeup
4 days ago

It vexes me
How everytime I wear makeup
They ask in a sing-song voice who I'm trying to impress
as if I can't just wear it for myself

D S Caillte
Dec 10, 2010

Painting my eyes black
Blindly mucking up my face
It is disgusting

Hannah Sabine
Hannah Sabine
Jan 15, 2013

Trace figure eights along my body
and stop apologizing.
Lets find out
if the damage
can be undone.

Materialistic makeup
Meka Boyle
Meka Boyle
Apr 20, 2011

My generations at a hold up
Force fed lies by society
We're never gonna grow up
Preoccupied with what we need
We subconsciously become devoured by greed
Insecurity is at the bottom of consumption
"You need __ to succeed"
We're the last of a dying breed
Materialistic makeup
Our genetics have mutated
We're no longer able to wake up
From the nightmare we've created
Identification has taken a new definition
You are what you posess
Unaware the latest trend is only repetition
Sheltered by our ignorant need
Progress is our main goal
Yet we're unsure of how to proceed
So instead we proclaim our need for change
While spending the last of our common sense
On a fee to enter this stage
Which acts as our cage
Locking us into society's game
It's the final act
Our last chance to fame

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