Eyeliner, Almost a downfall, yet always a triumph

I wake
the sun
drowning my eyes,
and a firmiliar song
Playing quiet
on the stereo next to me
And all morning comes down to the black ring.
I so addictively smudge around my eyes.

I always wonder,
why if I don't care
why I try so hard.

I can do without the gawking,
Yet this is me....





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xXsmileXx This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 8, 2009 at 12:29 am
Wow, this poem is me. Every morning i put on my eyeliner and all that and at the same time i wonder why. You described it perfectly. Keep writing!
 
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