Creating A Mask

Pure whit plaster
On to my skin
To hide the scars
Made from within

The darkest of black
To put round my eyes
To hide the pain
The tears that are cried

The deepest pink
added to my cheeks
This hides the bruises
That remain for weeks

Then a bloody crimson
The final touch
To seal my lips
That long to scream so much

I look in the mirror
I've completed my task
I again look happy
As i hide under this mask