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Poem For Her
Bake her skin to a golden brown,
Put on her make up so no flaw is found,
She'ld rather be fake then to be alone,
Starve herself till she's skin and bone,
All she is, a pretty face,
All she contains, an empty space,
Help her,
She's worth more than this,
Help her,
Show her what she's missed,
Come on,
Make her get pissed,
And fight stereotype with her fist,
She will not sit down and conform,
She took the chance to reform,
And now they stare with watchfull eyes,
A reputation built on lies,
The girl they thought they knew before,
The turn there backs and ignore,
Help her,
She's worth more than this,
Help her,
Show her what she's missed,
Come on,
Make her get pissed,
And fight stereotype with her fist,
Eyes grow dark and sink in dispear,
She's caught inside the new gothic era,
Porslin doll complection,
Won't look at her reflection,
Pull the trigger,
Let the led go,
This is how she lets her frustration show,
Help her,
She's worth more than this,
Help her,
Show her what she's missed,
Come on,
Make her get pissed,
And fight stereotype with her fist
She never thought she'ld give it up
Just to prove that she was right
and not that she has had enough
It's time to fight the fight
All lyrics have been copy written to Amanda Cofer
 QueenofDirtandGrime · Tue May 03, 2005 @ 07:04pm · 0 Comments |
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