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??