behind the contour, foundation, lipsticks and lies i think we all come to a point where we realize we are stuck blending out the beauty and holding on to the snooty comments and remarks so we mark invisible marks against ourselfs or for some its visible enough to get some help till then this world is hell stuck frantically pacing wondering if we blended well stop worrying if the lines on your face dont match the tone we are all busy with what we undergo but what you dont know is we all stuck in the undertoe pulling us in we are all living in sin PLEASE DONT MAKE THIS THE END i hope one day youll see the beauty within
this is the poem i got accepted with i hope someone can read this and hear the message like an echo in a hallway.