Perfect for today

I was too fat for some, so I lost weight

Then I wasn't busty enough so I had to put some on

Mind you not too much, just enough

When it would be right no one could say.

I chopped my hair, straightened and coloured it red

Only to discover that ‘it’s so yesterday’

To be today, it had to be long, curled and blue

What tomorrow will be is yet to be decided

By the revered anorexic goddesses of the moment.

My shirt didn’t constrict my breathing

My skirt didn’t reveal my underwear with every flutter

(Not that my underwear was satin and lace)

My socks were too high and shoes too low

Altogether the sorriest plight.

They redeemed me with a makeover

That set me back my tuition fee only by three months

What matters is, I was perfect

Atleast till the sun set that day.