Pretend

I'm not real

It's the truth

I hover on the edge

Of reality blissfully

Unaware

It's not me that's

Pretend

It's you

With your make-up

Caked faces

And your lies

Greeting a 'friend'

Walking away and

Seconds later saying to

Another 'friend'

Isn't she a bitch?

And you say I'm pretend

Because I wear more

Eyeliner than you?

Hypocrite

You bottled blond

Lovely slut

Laughing as eight

Guys grovel at your

Feet

And girls stare

After you

Wishing they could

Be you

But you don't

Notice they even

Exist

Do you?

Wrapped up in

The world you

Own, where the

Ground you walk on

Is worshipped by dozens

I may sound

Bitter

And maybe I am

But really

How much did you

Spend on that

Blond hair dye?

When was the

Last time you

Had a friend?

Your hundred dollar face

And thousand dollar wardrobe

Won't save you

Forever

Think about it