I did my hair
I've adjusted my stare
For a look I didn't know
In which it's myself.

I removed my glasses
And put on contacts
I applied lip gloss
In case if there's fallbacks.

I learned how to flirt
I learned how to kiss
For you to indulge
My luminous feels.

I wore my pleated skirt
Although I don't want to be a flirt
I've thrown away my favorite shirt
Because you said it's hideous.

I've perceived myself—
This is not me— It's a look of the person I'm not supposed to be
But for sure your words will be fruitful;
Please like it if it's beautiful!