My mom was angry
My sister didn't understand
Thought I was insane for spending that much
On a tiny bottle of foundation
But what they don't realize is
This bottle of heavy duty
Full coverage
Long lasting
Foundation
Gives me confidence to wear my hair back
Out of my face
Bright lipsticks
Dramatic eyeliner
And not feel like I want to die
And that is
Priceless

I want to write a poem
But I can't feel the complex, poetic emotions
I only feel hurt.
I can only hear the blood rushing in my ears
I can't see through my tears
My hands are shaking to hard
I can't think.
I could write a poem but
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Isn't a poem.
And right now with my pen to the paper
that's all that will come to my mind

She's my best friend and I'll never get tired of trying
But it's so hard when she always thinks that I'm lying
It's Her anxieties that give her this constant unease
Because the world as it is isn't what she sees
She can only see the cruelty
Not the beauty I can see
Surrounding me constantly
Because what she's been fed has gone to her head
She wishes she were dead
For help she's got her meds
But they don't really help
She says she's okay today
But tomorrow who can say
This is a risky game I don't want her to play
But it's no wonder she's starting to break,
She's got all these demons she just can't shake
I pray that she'll just wake up and see
But pain is her drug and she's as high as can be
"Please" I say "you can't live this way"
"Not anymore, telling me you're fine with one foot out the door"
She hates herself, thinks she's worthless especially
But she can't see that she's special to me,
She doesn't believe because it's what you perceive
She's hates to stay but I beg her not to leave
All I can say is "you're my best friend I couldn't live without you"
"So please. Please. Don't force me to"
No I can't promise it'll be okay
But I'll always be here
So please
Stay

You are not perfect, darling.
Far from it, actually.
Your aura is lined with jagged edges.

I know it.
You know it.
God knows it.

But that is what makes us so extraordinary.
Your jagged edges expertly fill my empty spaces.

No one is formulated quite like you.
Never has there been.
Never will there be.

You are you, made imperfectly just for me.

I know it.
You know it.
God knows it.