her life

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as she place the dark red lipstick to her bleeding lips

and cover up her bruises on her neck with her foundation

she starts to think if its worth being who she is

because its no ones fault but hers why she is doing this

her life was great until she moved miles away from her loving home

alone in her one room apartment she cries

all those bills that must be paid

she’s no where near to be paying

make-up will change her to the girl she hates most

thick layers of mascara on her lifeless lashes

died red hair tied high

black knee high boots with cardboard as soles

she struts down to town unable to afford the bus

(the bus to her was luxury )

she pulls a brave face and smiles to passing cars

hopeing that she looks good enough to be picked up by a decent man

instead of some cheap sleaze who wanted a cheap fuck

those type of men she picked up every night

also she’s hoping this man might be gentle

and not leave her with a bleeding lip and hand mark bruises

like last time

she didn’t like her job but she had to do it

how else would a school girl drop out pay her way though life

this life to her was real

even though she wished it wasn’t

she wanted to be an actress

but looking down on her all you can see is a heart broken little child hiding behind her hazel eyes

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