She held the bottle against her hand
The concealer made her look tan
And defined
Without it her skin was bland,pale
And confined

Dab it here, dab it there
Cover up every imperfection
Every crater every disruption
She must cover up, hide her demons
For the world could only throw
Her lemons

Use a bit of foundation
To smooth over the fact
That her mother is abused and her father an alcoholic
But she has to act
Like nothing is wrong
To the world they are the perfect family
But on the inside
She is on the brink of
Insanity

Use a little powder
To sugarcoat the imperfections
And to make it more natural
That this is completely normal
Nothing is wrong
Her past flawless
her present perfect
Her future even brighter
She doesn't shed a tear
For She has no fear
But my dear
Deception is something she manages
to pull off
With a mere snap of her finger

She is okay.
She is okay.
She is okay

But remember, there is always
That little lie behind the truth
A little emotion behind every ' I don't care'
A little knowledge behind every ' I don't know'
And a little pain behind every I'm okay
Some people choose not to say
and they manage to hide it better
Than others

Once again she put on her mask
She tried to hide the demons that kill
her every day
She put her faith into
The cruel shiny exterior of her
Vanity mirror