Be Yourself
every morning
I paint my face
this pale
uncompromised
canvas
a dab here
brush stroke there
in surrealistic hope
that the world will see
someone else and
somehow
still see me
at night
a little more
glitter here
gloss there
maybe you'll see
someone else and
somehow
fall in love
with me
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