Fake Nails (Through a Mirror)A Poem by Breezie KaeWritten in 7th gradeish...middle school. XD
Previous Version This is a previous version of Fake Nails (Through a Mirror). You walk with your head up high With your stick-thin body And your cheap hair-dye. As long as you have you Designer purse and Hollister skirt, it’s all fine. All the girls, yeah they want to be you And all the guys, they want to be with you. Well here’s the thing little Miss Everything, In your heart you’ve got nothing. Well I guess I’ll give you one thing, I guess you are good for something. You’re just good for mini-skirts And high heels Flipping your blonde hair back. You’re just good lip-gloss And fake nails Batting your faux eyelashes. Well aren’t you looking pretty good Living your life through a mirror? Yeah “Material Girl” And “Barbie Girl,” ‘hun’ Now that’s your ‘theme-song.’ Cause you’re made of plastic, girl You ain’t got nothing That money can’t buy. I don’t care that you’re made of money I don’t care about your brand new honey. Well here’s the thing little Miss Everything, In your heart you’ve got nothing. Well I guess I’ll give you one thing, I guess you are good for something. You’re just good for mini-skirts And high heels Flipping your blonde hair back. You’re just good lip-gloss And fake nails Batting your faux eyelashes. Well aren’t you looking pretty good Living your life through a mirror? Well I guess that I just Can’t compare. But if this is what it means Then I don’t care. I don’t care I don’t care. Because I’d rather just be real Than live my life through a mirror. © 2009 Breezie KaeFeatured Review
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