Hypocrisy

 I put on your favourite dress, 

Rouge and lipstick 

Everything the way you like. 

You say you are lucky to have me. 

I put on my smile, 

A laugh aloud or a giggle, 

Speak of my opinion and ideas, 

Asking for my rights. 

And suddenly, you don't like me anymore. 

Why?

© Suranya



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