dab a brush of coal black color br unto your pale and fragile lashes br once you put it on. you become br giggling, twirling, oblivios br no thoughts inside this desert head br dark mascara blanketing br fearful thoughts. sheilding br her worried soul br br she is afraid. does not want to be br this girl who cries, doesn't understand br this girl who cannot find the exit sign br on her daytime nightmares br br this new identity is safer, easier br to be. br blush br shields her tear-stained cheeks. mascara for br her red-rimmed eyes. eye shadow for br her shadowed eyelids br br br make-up hides the truth behind her eyes br she is out of control but no one needs to know br how in her bed at night she cannot sleep br in day she is a flickering smile br laughs on cue br rolls eyes when the right words said br see how easy it is? br br to be one shrouded by mascara br to exist as though nothing is wrong br to pretend I'm not falling apart br scared.