When she is in piecesevery day is like Halloweenshe paints her face every morningto conceal the dark circles under her eyesfrom countless sleepless nightsand mental exhaustionit’s all a grand façadepretending to be alrightday in and outshe smiles and laughsto mask the pain she’s locked upfrom years of suppressionan academy award-winning performancebut for her there is no prizeat the end of the rainbowmerely another dayand an application of makeup
