Who Am I?
*TV turns on*
Just a beautiful half-wit who's so in tune with her chapstick
Since at last it's a new lip gloss leaving me doomed to be plastic
I'd have to move to get passed this, but I have no care to win
When I'm lost in a world of liquid comatose that's known as heroin
I'm so embrassed - sad to say that I have no time for non-cents
'Cause I got my cons down to a science, but then gained a conscience
I remain in office, but I refrain from talking as a personal secretary
Knowing I cause pain with my mouth...wondering if cursing's hereditary
Every earth has a secondary; boys from Jupiter and girls from Mars
And every heart has proportions while I hide them to reveal my scars
To be real, it starts with a plan, but there's no demand for reality
When I'm blinded by the false hopes that seem to speak back to me
Actually, I'm not opposed to be being a square in a circle of friends
But there's no purpose if you've never noticed where purposeful ends
*Channel changes*
It's obscene shit that makes me believe it's just an in-between glitch
So I agree this life isn't free of diseases - it's just clear that I'm bulimic
I feel that I have been with trouble too long and I deserve my space
The blonde and skinny white female is all I can be to preserve my race
Return and face facts?? I'd never run into the same brick wall twice
Since I've been stood up for being too fat, yet guys try acting all nice
The fact is obesity's deadly, I'd rather be alive - starving at 80 pounds
Than become a glutton on the scales of life that can't weigh me down
Let them portray me how they want - I know that the real me is fake
I break away from feelings, but in time I'm hoping my feelings don't break
Like chains without steel...I'm stuck mettling within the factory metals
I feel bad recieving awards that belong to someone who actually medals
Happily mental, but sadly I don't remember why I took on their advice
A classic example of a broken-hearted teen spirit looking for her paradise
*TV turns off*
Another bad deed done. I am Satan, so what can they expect from evil?
A drug addict trying to be popular, big girls throw up as they're tired of it
A perfect combo for today's job, tomorrow leads to another set of people
And I can't wait for it, I love making people products of their enivroments