Prom Date
Well, lookie here!
Little kid’s all grown up!
Got a date to the prom
Gonna wear a dress and a tux
Gonna make your hair real pretty
And your makeup be on fleek
Buy some great new shoes
Prom night will be your winning streak
But as you drag along shopping
Looking through dozens of gowns
You caress the peculiar fabric and ask
“What do I do with them now?”
Can you take your prom date to the mall?
Should you take them out to the street?
“Before we head out, I was wondering,
Should we grab something to eat?”
You can’t drive, you can’t dance
Neither one of you is dating
You can already envision this overhyped night
Drastically, tragically failing
But what if this prom date
Is not what they seem
They don’t exist in the realm of reality
But in the land of conjured up dreams
Wow. All that pressure.
For a measly this?
I guess you’ll look good in the pictures…
“It’s an opportunity you can’t miss”
But what if it’s a con
A further ploy to stir up anxiety
Another trick of the universe
A societal label
An Anonymous Poem