Made Up

I’ve done my hair, each one in place
and put make-up on my face
Painted my nails, fingers and toes
I’m in disguise, nobody knows
I’ve gotten dressed, designer clothes
set for display in daily shows
I’ve worked so hard to look just right
Won’t you approve of me tonight?
I’ve done my best to be enough and to impress.
Don’t call my bluff
I need to know, someway, somehow
For all I’ve done, do you love me now?

I’ve paid my dues, put in the hours
fought fierce and hard, obtained the power
climbed the ladder and found success
rose to the top, of my business
I make the call, matter of fact
still no one knows, it’s all an act
I’ve worked and toiled to be this way
Won’t you approve of me today?

How much more can a person do
to be made up enough to prove
that they have worth, are of value?
Just let me know. I’ll fake that, too.
I’ll laugh and smile, joke and pretend,
keep up the game until the end
When I am gone, will you begin?
Will you approve and love me then?