• Make-up


    She's crying in her room
    Away from everything
    She's tired of the drama
    And the pain it's destined to bring

    He told he was sorry
    But it was just lies
    She ignores his phone calls
    For she can see right through his disguise

    She gets up from her tear-drenched pillow
    But only for a moments time
    To see in the mirror if she was in pieces
    But her outside was just fine.

    She straightens herself together
    And puts on a new face
    Some make up to cover the redness
    And cleans up the tissues that are all over the place.

    She takes a deep breath before opening her door
    Giving it her all
    She reapplies her smile
    So she can give him a call