Wipe off the makeup.

Clean off the length of my lashes,

The clear smooth porcelain skin,

The life-giving pink of my lips.

Wipe off the makeup.

Clean off the crinkle of my eyelids,

The upturned sides of the smile

that doesn’t quite reach my eyes,

The raised cheeks.

Wipe off the makeup.

Reveal the imperfections,

The scars,

The truth

Underneath.

I’m tired of makeup.