i wear makeup everyday

I put on makeup

Every single day

It is a certain fact

I feel embarrassed to say

I wake up in the morning

At least thirty minutes early

To slather my face in broken jewels

Just to feel a bit girly

And sometimes

When I look at my face

I feel like I'm

From outer space

Because my skin

Is covered in beautiful sadness

Piling up like mountains

Leaving a sense of madness

And the world feels like

It's pointing and laughing

At my clown aesthetic

That keeps people chatting

A room full of people

Sharing 'I'm trying too hard'

Back-stabbing friends that say

I belong in a graveyard

Yet, when I show off my

Bare, freckled, pasty skin

I don't feel as good inside

And they poke 'fun' at me again

"You need to put more makeup on"

"Blend your eyeshadow"

"You could look better than you do now"

And I try to let it go.

And I try to remember to

'Block out the haters' or whatever

But I feel so trapped with

My face forever

But I don't wanna go

Under the knife

Yet I'll feel this utter torment

For the rest of my life

So why must I pressure myself

And why must the world pressure us

When females are powerful

And that's something to discuss

And I know

This is something I have to embrace

And I know, at the end of the day

This is my God-given face

And I know every woman is free to make

Her own choice about what her face

Should look like on

Any given day

And my choice? ...

I wear makeup

Every single day

It is something that I chose

And it is something that will stay.

My image will only change if I want it to.

And that should be okay.

No matter what you say

No matter what you say.