Rosacea

“Why are you so red”, often a question asked
It was easier to say nothing than explain my ongoing tasks
Creams, tablets,  avoid everyday living
No sunshine, stress, this problem is so unforgiving 

Triggers and flares known words in a world, of trials and tests on your face
Can not be cured but can be controlled, it’s something you have to embrace

Some days you are sore, like stones under your skin, don’t let it bring you down
Pamper yourself, smile at the world, it’s really not worth the frown 
It may sound vain, maybe not a big deal but let me say it this way
Until you feel like your a walking fireball,  keep your nastys away 

We easily judge, try and look further into people stories untold
you will see things are more common,  the more spoken about. Everyone has an imperfection they hold