In the morning,
I start with my eyes,
Creating them like artwork,
I have accidental confidence,
I have gotten real good,
At creating a mirage,
I apply the primer,
You need a clean slate,
To begin any change,
You know the advice,
Show the world what you want them to see,
They will see it,
I move from the outside in,
Making it bold but natural,
Don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard,
Well, I got real good,
At making myself,
Appear to be someone else.
Picking a color is important,
You want your eye color to pop,
So they can see the twinkle in your eye,
The first time I was told I was confident
I wanted them to elaborate on their view,
Give me a glimpse of my persona,
When you get to the inside,
Apply a nice shimmery color,
That’s where the shadows naturally fall,
I have a pretty face,
A name that is easily remembered,
I have a naturally kind soul,
Blend into your brow bone,
Make sure it doesn’t look like clip art,
They should look like they want to belong,
I turned into an iceberg,
My eyes above water,
Below the water line, deceiving.
Mascara finishes the look,
Those lashes are the curtains,
To the show behind it all,
I have learned to hypnotize,
The colors, the shimmers,
All do their jobs,
I should be pleased,
That you don’t see
My ununiformed to society body,
You insisted that I ride the rollercoaster,
I faked motion sickness,
You accepted that.
Accidental confidence is a product
Of learning how to decipher the code
To be accepted among the masses.
When you pull me into a trendy store,
I don’t have money; I have too much in my closet,
I’m too lazy to try on clothes today,
So when I bat my eye lashes,
I wait for the day when you
Don’t just stop at the gate.
I need you to stroll the grounds,
The curves and hidden pathways,
From the rose garden to the dark forest,
I love that you don’t need to see more to love me,
But I need you to see more of me to love me.
An Everyday Girl's Outlet 