The sun shone through my window, burning eyes already sore
My head, pounded from the inside
My throat was dry and raw
As I rolled over to shade my eyes, there staring back at me, the ugliest woman, I have ever seen
Hair so thick and matted
Lip stick all over the place
Eyes all red and bloodshot and stuble on her face
It must have been one hell of a night to wake up to this horror
I close my eyes tight try to convince myself its a dream
And when I open them again it wont be what it seems
I slowly count to ten then open my eyes once more
But her face still stares back at me and my head is still so sore
Its then that i realise the ugly woman looking at me, is my fancy dress disguise
Framed inside a mirror on the bed room wall, me, a hangover and make up the ugliest woman of all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem