the girl...me uncovered

I love u I need u I want u so, but you don’t stay long enough you turn around n go. Sometimes I think hard enuf and I see your gorgeous face, the pain you’ve caused tho I can’t erase. You look at me I look at you, I know how I feel, this is true, but no matter how I much I love you cos we can never be, because you love her you don’t love me… If I love you hard enuf you might come back, but until then we’ll break up, are you wondering who im going on about yet? It’s the girl with the make-up, the cover up across her face, that’s the girl you love, not me. The eye shadow covers bruises from arguments and the mascara makes the stubbly eyelashes long, black ones. The brown hair dye covers up the lightness of mine, the shade of brown you hate…The clothes cover up my skin, the enclosure can sometimes make me breath in and hold until I turn into something like charlotte gold, the pretty one, prettier than me, the one you liked before you liked “me”. This is not me, it’s the boots department store, but you’ll see me as I wash it off a bit more, the mascara will fade, the eye shadow will blow away, and I will stand there uncovered…for the very first time, you wont be in love with the make-up, you love the girl behind the make-up, the real me who loves you for being you, its not you who is fake, its not you who wants to be a rake, im fat im ugly but you don’t know, I cover it up with make up so you wil love me so. The fat wil shed as I diet more, I wil wash away the department store, my life will no longer be a mess you will be in love with the girl who’s undressed. © copyright, RYDER CB X