Do you?

My nail polish has chipped away.
My make up is smudged.
My hair is in disarray.
Do you still find me beautiful?

I cry dispite the emotion.
I laugh at nothing.
I forget things almost instantly.
Do you still think I'm cute?

My heart is made of glass.
My eyes give away every secret.
My life is for everyone except me.
Do you still love me?