Dress Up

Marysa Writes

I’m writing this poem
in lipstick I don’t wear,
on a mirror I won’t look in.
I’m adding color to a reflection
I haven’t seen in years,
cherry red lips you’ll never kiss,
a fictional existence,
the side of me no one will recognize,
painting a lie on the illusion,
playing pretend like the princess
trying on mommy’s clothes.

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26 thoughts on “Dress Up”

  2. Trust me, everyone my age wears makeup. Even my friends who never would have thought about touching it a year ago won’t leave the house without it. And most of them, are good at it, and I think that’s even more sad.
    But yea, I’m not what you’d consider “normal,” and while I listen to music (namely a song titled anarchist) that may be considered a type of ‘anarchy’ I have no plans to overthrow the government or anything of the sorts- My five-foot-nothing stature, would never be able to do such a thing.

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  4. So many people should hear this message, myself being of one them. I think it’s the insecurity that causes people to try and cover themselves with makeup and such, idk, this poem just gave me a whole new perspective. Go you for being yourself and not worrying about the makeup thing! Thank you for writing and sharing this, it’s a piece that I really enjoyed reading and thinking on 🙂

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  6. I really love this poem. I think it deals with a lot of realistic aspects in the world, such as expectations upon others. I don’t wear makeup either, actually, and it’s odd how others would find that shocking too, but oh well. It just was never anything I was interested in. Anyway, I feel like this poem communicates the sense of independence and being yourself, and I especially love it because of the meaning. Another amazing poem!

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