| From My Perspective (dirt and scars) It was a wonderfully unique perspective I sat at a distance In a crowd Anonymous I watched your every move Emotion You painted a vivid picture With those delicate little tools of yours Not a pleasant one Or an unexpected one But one that just re-awoke a knowledge of vanity That I had forgotten Since the last time I watched television It was a wonderfully unique perspective Viewing you Viewing yourself Applying wads of unnecessary cosmetics A new, false lease on youth For you A new, disturbing lease on voyeurism For myself You were completely unaware Lost in the vast depths of your tiny hand held mirror Pretending to admire as you tore yourself to shreds Wishing little cosmetic prayers That you�ll stay this beautiful forever And not melt away in the sun It was a wonderfully unique perspective That made me appreciate dirt and scars a little more |