Off to the ball I go.

Which gown tonight?

Blue or Green; Brown or Light?

So little time, so much to choose.

Win or Lose, tis all the same.

I dress for success, no matter how inane.

Costumes, Cover-Up, Make-Up, Beauty.

If it's only skin deep, why am I concerned so?

No matter, no worry, just hussle and bussle, tresle and trussle.

Remain prim and proper, that's the proper way.

Tonight I dance. Tonight I party. Tonight I act the part of naughty.

Yet, day still breaks, the cake caked on and on, the blackened eyes run long.

Mirror's truth is mine to behold.

Was I truly that bold?

Perish the thought, walk and wash it off.

Tomorrow is another show, and I a show-off.