Tie it Up
Up,
up,
tie it up.
It is safe up.
You won't be noticed up.
It won't matter to you up.
The Guilt
The guilt of making yourself pretty,
the guilt of trying to look nice.
Trying to style your hair,
to make it nice,
to make it look nice.
How could I?
How could I let myself do this?
How could I let myself look nice?
How could I spend my time making myself look nice?
Wasting minutes on it,
while the rest falls apart.
How do I make it matter to me?
The Fear
The fear of making yourself feel pretty.
The fear of looking nice.
The fear of what it might drag to light,
of what might be brought up.
The fear of being perceived,
of getting noticed,
of inviting danger upon yourself.
The fear of walking across the street,
the fear of going to the store,
the fear of taking a walk.
The fear of the talk-throws—
the conversations you have to avoid,
learning how to avoid them.
The people,
the comments to ignore.
The Fear. The Guilt.
To avoid the Fear, the Guilt:
up,
up.
It is better to tie it up.
It is safe up.
You won't be noticed up.
Up, up,
up.
