Appeal To Yourself
Brush your teeth, wash your face, fix your hair
Grab you best outfit, don’t forget the shoes
Accessorize & moisturize
Standing in the mirror, admiring your hips
Hyping yourself up with an occasional “YASSS BITCH”
Curling your lashes, glossing up your lips
Queen Bey playing in the background & giving your Buttercream Chardonnay a sip
But after you’ve zipped your dress, strapped up your heels
You double back past that full length mirror & you question yourself
Did I do this for me, or did I do this for someone’s son to be pleased
Realizing you didn’t do this for you,
You kick off your shoes, wash your face & put your dress back in its place
Wrap your hair up & throw on your bonnet
Just to climb in your bed and write this sonnet.
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