paint ur lips paint ur face paint around that empty space

she goes to bed at night ... she remebers who she is .. she promises she'll let herself shine .... clean off the black smears of mascara... she really has beautiful eyes.. shes goes to sleep tryign to forget her problems .. emotions ares o easily manipulated so wispers.. u mussnt cry ... why do somethign that will only make u hurt .. emotions are for babys... ur grown life isnt over ... ull survive... never cry ... away sshe drifts... she awakes in the morning forgeting everything ... to worried about gettign more sleep and not missing the bus.... he mom yells... shes bitter again .... she hates life again ... lets cover it up ... lets make it pretty... thiers no time .. she tosses the make up in her bag ... drags her self to the bus stop cussing and mutter .. then weezing and hopeing shes not to late... on the bus no one cares ne more .. they used to watch her do it .. now she paints over herself.. puts up the sheild in peace.. no one cares... no one knows... she gets to school and its the same story a few welcome her a few care ... or atleast pretend to and say hello sweetheart.... pretend.... she ghost from class to class ur mask blurs her face and no one knows how quick she is to tear her wrists to peices... she gets home ... all she wants to do is sleep ...... she makes dinner and fold laundry instead .. she wants to tear even harder...... its amazing thier are very few scars to show when she was weaker with this emotion ..... shes screaming to deaf ears so she stops... she still needs help ... the chiken is done she feeds every one her food... its not good enough .... her mom lets her know .. she wanders thruogh the rest of the day and goes to her bed tryign to forget her problems.. u mussnt cry .. emotions are for babys