she uses her push up bras to uphold her self esteem and make her personality look perky and recognizable...
she hides the massacre of self abuse and sleepless nights, under the thick shadow of mascara...
her eyes twinkle when she smiles, but not many know the shine comes from the reflection of years of shattered dreams and crumbled emotions hidden in them..
her skin looks perfect from the distance but look closely, you can see the scars left on them from the paper cuts of fashion magazines..
dedicated to a friend of mine.. if only she could see the beauty in her that i see.. you are perfect the way you are...