In the morning I spend my time
Rubbing lotion over the rough
Scar tissue on my arms
Slipping lace and satin onto my big
Awkward body in an attempt to feel
Beautiful
Spraying perfume and covering my face
With thick make-up
A mask I wear day to day in order to feel
Flawless
When I know I'm not fooling anyone
Much less myself
Feeling fabulous in an outfir inspired
By Marie Claire magazine doesn't last long
I'm back pulling at my tights, frowning at my hair
Squirming under gazes as people walk by
Can they see the wrinkle of fat through my dress?
Or was I holding my head too low
So my double chin was showing?
Every morning I wake up and assume
The same role I play day after day
Hoping I'll fool someone
Just once