In front of the mirror she brushes her hair
Gazing at posters of ladies fair
Models for this ugly duckling to emulate
Personified perfection to imitate.
Foundation, blusher, eye-shadow and lipstick
Powders, mascara and concealer to work their magic
Painting for her a portrait upon her skin
A glittering cover to hide the blemishes within.
Another face takes shape over her own
A prettier one that she deems fit to be shown
Next, a volley of chemicals on her hair to make it fine
Special lotions and serums to make it shine
Brush a hundred times, then style according to the posters on the wall
Followed by a cloud of hairspray to fix it all.
Mousy brown strands are groomed into glossy locks
Then pinned up perfectly to "that special look that rocks!"
Finally, she puts on the outfit she's prepared
According to the fashion tips her friends have shared
Jeans carefully frayed and painstakingly ripped just right
T shirt just a little too tight
Showing off the figure she's skipped a thousand meals to achieve
A dozen diets for those slim arms peeking from under her sleeves
Her trendiest new earrings sparkling under the light
She's sure to be in the limelight tonight
Forever chasing beauty, her one and only interest
But all the while she never really knew what it was
Is this the bimbo you said you hated? Haha anyways skipping meals don't work.
ReplyDeleteHaha no it isn't I actually feel a bit sorry for this girl because she's putting herself through all this. The bimbo I hate is spiteful >(
ReplyDeleteheh your poetry is awesome. But you tend to like to rattle on :P I like your descriptions!
ReplyDeleteHaha thanks ^^ Hehe yeah my poems often tend to go on a lot longer than I had intended cos I dunno how to end :P
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