1 minute, 1000 words

what the title says i wrote this in a minute while looking at a girl i think aged 15? just crying her eyes out outside my house. her make up was running badly, so i wrote about it.

Waking up to find my face covered with s**t is what I look forward to.  Slapping on unnecessary accessories that infuriate my skin, covering my imperfections with insecurities. Acceptance and contradiction both not in my vocabulary, my eyelids blacken as my confidence is taken. Brazen are my friends as passive aggressive backstabbing is a blood sport. My shame is their gain to fame. I wonder who will ever see me for what I am buried under these tons of powder. Covered up by the chemicals of mass obstruction.

Author's Note

again spoken word. tell me if the flow messes up.

Reviews

[Shirikaya]

it's interesting to see you write from a young female perspective. It's even more interesting how you've hit the nail on the head.
I like the word "interesting" for this.