A poem about my fake tan ENJOY :D btw I don't ooze self confidence and fake tan isnt THAT good I just felt like writing about it- nivea holiday skin I love you! lol. and btw someone reveiw with something random i can write a poem about? ;

with one simple substance

you can hide the tragic truth

you can cloak all your mistakes

and restore some long lost youth.

The day I rubbed it in

was the day I gained some pride

and now that I have found it

I will never look behind.

what I was before

was just a state to be adjusted

reading the instructions

I knew this brand could be trusted.

all over my skin I feel

the self esteem my body oozes

with just a tiny price to pay

for sex appeal, no one looses.

I never thought id feel so good

smothered by a subtle shade

but now I feel content exposed

and I can't wait to go get laid.