Sometimes I let my make-up hide
what I desperately want to cry out.
There used to be a time
when you could see right through my heart -
there was nothing I could hide from you,
but then there was nothing I ever wanted to hide from you.
You once convinced me to believe
that the glass is never empty,
but now the shadows of your voice
echo emptiness through my heart.
You feel completely gone!
Yet I continue to close my eyes and pretend,
let my make-up hide what I really want to scream.
Perhaps I already know that you are gone,
but a part of me believes that if I smile and carry on,
maybe you will never completely disappear.
