Insecurities Control Me Poem by Amelie Summers

The eyeliner sits in my eyes
Waiting to fall in drops down my spotty cheeks
I hold it back
I spent too long to ruin it with
Selfish desires

To cry is to show weakness
One my mascara holds me from
The phrase 'Lash n Roll' taunts me every morning
I'll still pick it up

The charcoal patches leave residue I remove
They didn't work
again
But I put another one
Then poke at my face with the metal circle and stab it with the point
The blood shows I am alive
But also my flaws

I brush my hair
Put in my hairclip
And feel no better than before