The soul ladder

I had my septum pierced
and the smell of failure
hurts my nose

Hollow needles
Surgical steel
Christmas Tree
Fonicur
Pampered
Manicure

Not just feminine
but down write
VAIN

Nothing wrong with one
The later is just lame
The ladder of soul called FAME

It matters more
You matter less
You have a ripped paper towel
and your life is a mess

The quicker picker upper
Drunk...dabbing...
Unprepared...flustered...

You can cut the cheese
but can you cut the mustard...