AT THE COUNTRYSIDE

I got blow-out on my hair
Am at the countryside
A mixture of emotions
Envy, admiration, Hatred
And jeering too.

I got sunscreen on my face
That gives me
The unwelcomed company
Of confused glances
At the countryside.

I got a necklace on my neck
Glittering with life
Never puts it down even at sleep
This was made for ladies
Though written on it not
It's not manly
At the Countryside.