About the Poem
This is about the emptiness in today's pursuit for beauty. It's about any girl who sees the latest Cover Girl eye shadow, and feels that her eyes can't be beautiful without it. It's lonely when you are forlorn, with only your face to compensate for the emptiness you feel.
|by Kadka Jaeks|
|Maybelline eyes, and Cover Girl lips;
Sweet insecticide heart, and wounded finger tips.
Oh, Bon-bon Surprise, won't you have a drink?
Your nails are painted blue with a cheap promise ring.
You call it like you see it, I'm sure you don't see much.
You're just a sad Pretty girl who doesn't get touched.
They take you all over; they can't see your heart,
And you hide it so well when your world falls apart.
Max Factor skin, oh, won't you come in?
It's getting cold out there.
Dear, do you cry, and, Dear, do you die?
Your blood is everywhere.
Posies can cut just as deep as a knife.
Searching, and loosing can ruin your life.
So Maybelline spies, and Cover Girl mutts -
Paint your toenails, and bathe in pink suds.
Girls, hide your cuts.