You put mascara on your eyelashes over and over again but you know that it's useless, at the end of the day it will end up running down your face thanks to the tears that you will shed.
You draw a line under your eyes which is as thin as your body.
Wake up!
Don't hide that beautiful face behind makeup.
You put everything in its place and look at yourself in the mirror ...
your eyes crystallize, what have you become?
one more puppet of this world.
You take a deep breath and calm down, you don't want the makeup that took you so long to apply on your wounds to spill out.
Wounds ...
Wounds more than being on your body, are in your soul, made by people who are not worth your time.
People you don't even know enough about.