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

you treated me like dirt
you made me feel NOTHING but hurt
I was ******* drowning
i profoundly loved you
loved
you
past tense
we made close to no sense
why did I even cry
would care if i died?
you only cared if people believed the words that you said
you lead them to believe i cheated
why would you slit my wrist for me
when i couldn't even breathe
some first love
im finally, finally, finally glad were done