the aging female body, and my mum

images fly past, forever betrayed

mam doing her makeup next door

hating her face

there's never a real lover

images of pornography

reconcile what they never told me

you will not be happy with yourself

she covers herself in big brand names

to cover up her disdain

westwood, m&s, facebook marketplace

prancing down the street

red lipsticked shame

powder cracked, glass on the floor

never want to die

never wanna leave

never wanna say what it did to me

so loved, never let go

do you remember how it used to be?

exactly the same, easier for them to see

the choice is gone, stress remains

dress too tight, can't sit down, 90 degrees and ripped

sink into what they gave you

pray the future isn't for long

tinted cream don't cover acne

if this is the worst it gets, you're fucking lucky

you are a flower, delicate and whole

you are weak for giving into control