You are just an ordinary girl,
with the red lipstick as your shield,
Breathing in the pleasant wordings,
that society itself spills,
You are nothing but a sham,
Beneath that black mascara,
Locks the origin of your charm,
shows the end of your beautiful era.
Oh False Goddess,
You were once pure,
just an ordinary girl,
so ordinary yet extraordinary,
an idea came before that we should marry,
but look at you now,
I feel so displeased,
a thought came into my mind,
"as long as you are pleased",
Today I lost a friend,
a woman that i knew,
the relationship is at its end,
but every end begins a new.
Oh False Goddess,
I'm begging you please,
strip away the red and black,
to make me feel at ease,
Don't do this to yourself,
for attention and the fame,
you throw away your dignity,
and burn it down to flames.
Oh False Goddess,
My False Goddess,
You are no longer a Goddess,
nor an ordinary girl,
Just a corpse of false beauty,
that's what you are,
the so called Goddess.
well, this poem is talking about how society wants beauty to look like (i think). i mean, i know you people might say, guys go for looks, but a normal plain face is beautiful. Imagine if you are married, you won't be wearing a mascara or a lipstick 24/7. love someone for the plain normal face that they have. Imagine waking up to a woman that her plain face is enough for you. <3