she's a whore
but she wont do lollipop
guarantee she's classier than blackberry
she's an A class on the run
"tell me am i not human for living life"
some stare with disgust
some stare with power
some stare with pity
some just walk away
she use to cry alone at night
knowing some things wrong but she cant stop it
she still cries.
but not often.
words and eyes.
they burn through her epidemic
she knew.
once she chose this path
she can never go back
she tried looking for help
looking for god or something
but she looked in all the wrong places
and she did all the wrong things
she was too late
she's now proud of a sin
she's glamorous
beauty and expensive
she doesn't cry anymore
she smiles.
everything still burns.
but hells fire is a cold shower on summer for her
that day she died
smiling.
she was holding prada on one hand
and a lollipop on the other
she fell.
deep
into a dark heaven like hole
it gave her everything
yet took everything
she got everything she wanted, yet she lost everything she had
she got
prada
louis vuitton
and gucci
she lost
her dignity
her name
her pride
and her life
that day nothing changed
the sky was the same
the star was the same
that old lady never changed
i guess that lady had nobody
and as she fades away
no one knew
or maybe no one cares
a family was something she was suppose to look for
but she got money instead
at least she got fame and fortune
is there ever anything wrong with fame and fortune?
Senin, 07 September 2009
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