She's a super sweet-ass
Sociopath;
Not psycho, yet
No, she's not there yet
Cause she can, yes, still feel
She still has regrets
And she knows she's useless,
A little less human
Oh, yes,
She can be a mess, yet
She's also elegant, eloquent—
Wait,
That's just l grandiosity slipping in between the cracks
And dents, left under the surface of
Something she probably deserved anyway
Yes, she still has expectations;
She thought she could dance, but hasn't trained in
Nearly a decade
A decade is what it takes, to be famous
She just wants a taste of it
Lately, she just wants nameless grace and greatness
Loads of patience, she's built tolerance—
Oh,
There goes grandiosity again—
She's just an ape
All the worlds problems are hers,
She takes the blame
She hates her name,
But still can't hate the lady that gave it to her,
All the way
But nowadays,
It's all the same
She's as fake as it takes to make it through the day,
And,
Though she greets people sincerely,
Inside she's apologizing for just existing
Cause narcissism makes
Home made cakes, you could take to the bakery
Any day, or any birthday
If anyone gave a shit
But they haven't;
And she hasn't given a shit about it
Traded her bad habits for
Obsessive devotion to fashion
Cause every circumstance leads to chaos
Thought she could dance,
But she hasn't trained in nearly a decade
A decade is what it takes to be famous
She's a super sweet-ass
Sociopath;
Not psycho, yet
No, she's not there yet
Cause she can, yes, still feel
She still has regrets
And she knows she's useless,
A little less human
And she hates herself, dearly
But wants the fame—(seriously?)
Just to prove everyone wrong,
Who made her this way
Now she claims crazy,
Now she works out every day
Now she's vacating the premises
Cause Americans
Hate black women
And that's what she's stuck in
Unluckily
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