Plaster Face

Plaster face

Painted to Perfection

to blot the blemishes

That are obvious

Beneath the surface.

Despair

Sadness

Hidden behind

Twinkling eyes

That gleam with

False happiness.

The mascara keeps

the tears in

For fear it will run.

Lips glued together

Afraid to speak

What’s bubbling inside.

If only we

Didn’t need to

Mask our troubles

With fake smiles

to be Accepted

By Ourselves.