These pages reconfirm that you're better than me.
You're always 2 steps back, ahead of me.
Just an obsession to be a possession, unatainable
To us all. Silicone injected paper doll.
Can't chat with those who chose to play in my t.v.
There's a big difference between looks and beauty.
The t.v. people they all stick together while I get
Left behind to chat about the weather. Their firm
Handshakes scare the life outta me. The noxema girl
Won't ever touch me. Do I like it? Am I the same?
Do I like her? Am I jealous again? And if they
Picked me for their team, would I play??