I’ll wear it as armor
If that’s what I have to do.
Makeup is like armor. Drawn on brows, A perfect, crimson pout, Even a pair of mile—high Fuck me heels Mask the reality of life. 20 minutes ago you sat, Overwhelmed and overburdened, Shivering in a cooling shower, As all the love he rejected Fell from your eyes. And no one has a clue. -Tara Rendall