I PAINT MY FACE.By Omrane Khuder.Mirror, distorted; I sit, paint my Face, Toxic white Make-up buries my Scars, My Eyes tell lies; Dumbfounded Confidence hides the Disgrace.Place the tragic Vehicle called My Life in to Drive, Sad pathetic Clown; Late for the suppression show, Despair another time; Let the chuckles and defeat derive. I paint my Heart; I hide my True.I paint my Soul; I keep it from You.I paint, I cannot accept; To ignore you the way you ignore Me?I paint my scarred and pitiful Face; No Will left to restore Me.I paint my Face; it’s all I know to do. My painted Face shatters the Mirror, yet still all I see is You. Omrane Khuder
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This is said when you are not feeling yourself or like how others perceive you.Someone who does this will always try to hide their true self.

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