Sunday, November 4, 2018

beneath

Faking smiles is easy,
like slipping on jewelry. 
I know what you want 
to hear from me...

I free pretty lies
from behind my teeth.
Painting has always
come naturally.

My aura is brushed
in shades of purity,
a societal masterpiece. 
But if you could see
what lies underneath,
I promise you’d never approach me...