I dressed up
For a party..
That I won't be going
I messed
The make up
For a party
That I won't be going
I troubled myself
To get ready
But who am I kidding
I fumbled through the drawer
To pick the right color shade
But there's something lacking
I fixed my hair
Like a messy bun
But I couldn't find the hairpins
Why can't I just put on my slippers
For the party..
But everyone will be looking
I can't tell my best friend
That I had a fight earlier
She will tell her friend and I don't know
Who else does her friend talks to
I keep walking in my underwear
But now that I am thinking
I shouldn't overdo
If I want to cry should keep crying
I remembered that I promise to come
For the party..
That I won't be going
Why did I do so
Why couldn't anyone ask me not to do that
Just then my phone had a picture of my friend
She looked drop dead gorgeous
While I looked at the mirror
And seem unconscious
Where did the magic go
I know I can wash off and change
But I went to sleep instead
I called her up
And lied my reasons
For the party
That I won't be going
I came up with three
I blurted them out as they were free
On the other end
I could sense pity
But I didn't call to sound witty
The lights went dimmer
I wished I looked slimmer
I will eat lesser from tomorrow
I covered up
closed my eyes as
I found myself dressed up
In red
Looking absolutely lean and well fed
Although my wings
Tossed me in circles
I was lost and found with star twinkles
Until my magic unwrapped
Me asleep deep in a blanket
Filled with wrinkles..
The dream wasn't bad
So I let it go on with chuckles
At least I had a party
Where I was glad I had dressed up
Even though I hexed up
I wasn't obsessed
To nuances
That leads to obscurity..
*pic courtesy : Pinterest
https://www.tumblr.com/littleg/6632689601/girl-in-the-red-dress-by-noemi-manalang
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