Try having a boyfriend who your friend loes. Try having your absolute best friend in love with you. Try living a day in my shoes. You'll be expected to be little Ms. Perfect. You'll be judged with every move you make. Chances are, somebody will bring you down; down so low that you'll take the razor from the left-hand dresser draw. Their wrods will make you slide that razor across your leg; putting the image of bright red flesh into your head. Walk a day in my shoes, you'll take them off before you take your second step.