Make Up...The ChangeA Poem by LadyAnn68 About wearing too much make up and not being the real you... Make Up…The Change
Growing up learning to please others Always trying to earn the “like” in you Worked to make for a perfect life But not being pretty so one thinks it through It never seemed to be enough All the things I did or could do But soon then came the CURVES And I was like shinny and brand new
Spent big bucks on the new look Mini skirts with zippers, leather jackets with spikes Fishnet stockings with thigh high boots Always turn heads with a comment or slight Long dangling earrings and fingerless gloves Holding on to that smile just to be polite Everyone giggling surrounding that table Passing a bill to snort that line of chopped white
Women in the restroom seemed friendly enough After trying the white line felt out of place Put on liquid foundation, rouge to my cheeks Liner with mascara to cover, to replace Wild eyes with darken passion shadows Lipstick so red it shined in the fireplace Suddenly I loved the new look in the mirror Popular I became men’s newest chase
Rich and powerful, large or small they fell prey Serving my every desire on a silver platter like a princess But no matter who, they ALL used methodical effort Navigating me to bed or at least undressed Found all I had to do was simply refuse They gave me MORE, not trying any less Escalated to a quarter ounce cocaine per day There became no doubt… I was possessed
Attended top spot feverish bars Gorgeous outfits alluringly undeniable Application of make up ever so wild Attitude and finesse ultimately changeable Severity with style and colors Made the men I chose somewhat compatible On the nights it all came together Upon entrance…UNSTOPPABLE!
But after the drinks and dancing was over Everyone saying their good nights the same All seem to be looking for a companion For the further evenings partnership games What that meant was bedroom activities Smoking with men who became soft and lame Always the last woman standing Had the most endurance simple could not be tamed
Once the make came off The morning’s sunrise shows all Didn’t have the exotic appearance Looked more like I took a bad fall Woke up to strangers with no names New instantly they would never call Now left alone again with the REAL me The only cover now was my sacred shawl
MAKE-UP MAY ENHANCE WHAT YOU WANT IT TO, BUT MAKE-UP DOESN’T CHANGE THE REAL BEAUTY IN YOU…!
©LadyAnn Graham-Gilreath June 3, 2015
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LadyAnn68Canton, SDAboutI am in my 50's and a student at Grand Canyon University for my Masters of Science in International Addictive Studies. I plan to do my PhD in Addiction Psychology at Intern at Boston Treatment Center. more..Writing
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