Thursday, December 20, 2007
i saw a young girl frantically touching up on her make up, opening and closing her cosmetics bag. she's prob only in sec sch. lower sec. what is she doin, wearing make up and so concerned about it such that she have to touch up in the mrt?
is it cos all her frens put on make up so she feels tat she hv to do the same? is she tryin to impress some guy tat made her heart fluttered? or is she too afraid, to unreveil, what lies beneath her mask?
i don't understand why do people have to make up and photoshop every pic they hv. that thick layer of powder and glitter that makes pple more confident and to some extend, unreal. it's like, by putting on those stuff, you become another person. A prettier and flawless person. the more pple get accustomed to it, the harder is it to remove the mask. you can hardly recognise the dull, lifeless self in that mirror without the makeup.
mask becomes face, face becomes mask. who are you, really?
if u can't accept yourself, with all the flaws, then how can you make others accept you?
my retrospect;
12:29 AM
