Her smile, the perfect camouflage.
A cover up like the powder she wears.
Making herself into someone else.
Clinging to the idea that no one cares.
Don't bother them.

Liquid lipstick, a bold cherry red.
Leaving a stain on a crystal clear glass.
Pour another so she can be funny.
They like her flirtatious jokes, her sass.
It's all bullshit.

A favor here, a gift there.
Her debts can't always be easily paid.
She...