It’s for herself, not for them
She’s growing; yet remembers from where she stems
How quickly she grew from a seed to a flower
She doesn’t even know her own hidden power
The beauty that shines from within is showing
Or maybe it’s that urban decay highlighter that’s glowing
So what? She loves her makeup; it’s an art for some
The blending of colors, the lashes, the glitter
Let thy hair be fleeky, thy brows on point
Sweet like sugar, so don’t be so bitter
Makeup is fun & true beauty comes from within.
No highlight or lip gloss can shine the ugly that’s under the skin.