madhatter2894

While waiting to get my hair trimmed, I see girls' faces, tears the eyes brimmed New beauty products they see Through the window behind me Women of all ages, a need they have, yes To look flawless, perfect, a magnificent mess Maybe it's because of their low self-esteem, pride, unsatisfied with their looks, I understand those with defects or embarrassing features, those also with unfortunate nest hair and nail hooks The person inside is the most important, ain't lying But it's good to treat yourselves once in a while, looking good and flying As for me, I just need a new 'do, why not? After all, we are all beauties, being our best and lookin

Lo and behold, the dawn has arisen, Bloodied hands, ranting down in prison The restless nights of star gazing, strained necks Tortured souls, alive; however, are spirit wrecks Forever the clock ticks, mind racks on and on The Grim Reaper might as well have won The gun sits in an empty drawer Clenched teeth and hands, the pain of before Sitting, sulking...contemplating life Wondering if all is worth, despite daily strife Into the abyss of my mortal soul, I lay dead While my body drones away as a slave, earning my water and bread