Dear Face,
I know that during school,
I don't treat you the right way.
I cake on the makeup...
and not the tasty kind of cake you would think
I stab you with eyeliner
and clump you with chunky black mascara.
I dust you with dirty brown bronzer
and I won't forget to mention
the pore-clogging pink blush,
Not to mention the pounds of
colorful eyeshadow weighing you down.
But in the summer, you don't need to worry
because I'll be makeup free.
When I wash and cleanse you, you stay clean.
What you don't know is that the only reason
I'm giving you this favor
is so you will be smooth and beautiful for when
school begins
and the cycle will start all over again