So you think you are Cinderella.
You wear Gucci and Prada.

Always wearing big sunglasses on your nose,
Waiting for someone to compliment your new star struck pose.

Seventy-five pounds at 5’3, but sill won’t eat.
Make up piled on your face,
That destroys any natural beauty that ever did exist.

Tissue paper always down your shirt,
Trying to make every man drool.

But truly you are just being a stupid fool.
From nose jobs, to botex, always forgetting the beauty god had given you.

Following runway schemes to all the latest magazines.
Trying to be all the famous celebrities.

You say this is what beauty is,
But damn girl, you have got it all wrong,
Because beauty, it comes from the heart.