Make-Up Poem by Alexianna Brandhagen

Make-Up



Make-up
to hide her tears
Black clothes
to shroud her uncertainty
Combat boots
to cover her weakness
Gloves
to veil what her hands
have failed to do
But does it
really matter?
Some look at her
and see a freak
Someone who can never
belong

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