The rises of sun coming from west
Making me to get up early
I go in front of mirror to see changes in myself
But always same
Try to remove scars but getting more and more
Than I try to hide them ,
So
I put skin coat on my face
I coat my lips with colours of lipstick
I coat my eyes with eyeshades
I coat my dull lashes with mascara
I coat my highlights with foundation
After all I become perfect one
Sometimes I feel that I am wrong !
I don't have to do this but I am forced to hide my real ugliness just all due to world
I am perfect with fake beauty
After than , I hide my broken nails
I coat them with nail polish, do some nail art
The perfect me
I am young but week
I am teen but afraid
The heart which made of some things
It's my virtual heart
No one can win that heart
Until he fell into sea
No one can make me fool
Until he prove the truth
I am afraid
No doubt to be scared
The Perfect Me
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