Flawless

With blood on her fingers
And tears in her eyes
She sits on her bed
And starts to cry
She cries about nothing
She cries for her faults
Just water from her body
Until her mouth fills with salt
Her eyes are all red
And her cheeks are all wet
She washes her hands
She was never upset
She reapplies her makeup
And puts on her best smile
She again joins the party
Happiness is her best style