Sunday, February 6, 2011

Me

It takes me forever
And a day to get ready

Shower and shave
Style my hair
Apply my make-up
Locate the perfect outfit

Finally
Let's go
Walk in
Put on The Smile

The One
That charms
And invites
Everyone
Into its warmth

Spine straight
And shoulders back
And pull that
Stomach in
Make a good impression

Dance
Talk
Drink
Constantly wear
The Smile

Be happy
And open
And always
Be warm
Everyone's little pal

Finally comes
The end
Exhaustion from
Being on stage
Time to be me
And relax

Let my hair down
Shoulders slump
Stomach pokes
Frown if I want
Cry if I must

But only now
While alone
Never in public
Can I be
Me


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