I fix, fluff, modify.
It has to be right.
Have to be perfection

I do it again and again.
And again.
I just can't get it right.

Add some eye liner,
Maybe someone will notice.

Not just my eyes,
But how perfection can be
impossible to come by.

Stand up straight,
Do this.
Do that.
None of it feels good.

No,
looking so unnatural.
Am I even human?

Who, No,
What is this in the mirror?
I don't know anymore.


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