Dressed Up

I dressed up

For a party..

That I won't be going

I messed

The make up

For a party

That I won't be going

I troubled myself

To get ready

But who am I kidding

I fumbled through the drawer

To pick the right color shade

But there's something lacking

I fixed my hair

Like a messy bun

But I couldn't find the hairpins

Why can't I just put on my slippers

For the party..

But everyone will be looking

I can't tell my best friend

That I had a fight earlier

She will tell her friend and I don't know

Who else does her friend talks to

I keep walking in my underwear

But now that I am thinking

I shouldn't overdo

If I want to cry should keep crying

I remembered that I promise to come

For the party..

That I won't be going

Why did I do so

Why couldn't anyone ask me not to do that

Just then my phone had a picture of my friend

She looked drop dead gorgeous

While I looked at the mirror

And seem unconscious

Where did the magic go

I know I can wash off and change

But I went to sleep instead

I called her up

And lied my reasons

For the party

That I won't be going

I came up with three

I blurted them out as they were free

On the other end 

I could sense pity

But I didn't call to sound witty

The lights went dimmer

I wished I looked slimmer

I will eat lesser from tomorrow

I covered up

closed my eyes as

I found myself dressed up

In red

Looking absolutely lean and well fed

Although my wings

Tossed me in circles

I was lost and found with star twinkles

Until my magic unwrapped 

Me asleep deep in a blanket 

Filled with wrinkles..

The dream wasn't bad

So I let it go on with chuckles

At least I had a party

Where I was glad I had dressed up

Even though I hexed up

I wasn't obsessed

To nuances

That leads to obscurity..

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