Sitting here, listening to the lives of these so called beautiful people
Makes me wonder how they can live with it
Are they really happy?
Never really being able to do anything
Without it being put in a magazine
Some we hate for no apparent reason
Just the jealousy that has grown inside us
Has made us think we hate them
They started out doing what they love
And what they had loved has become their enemy
If they weren't who they are now
Would we still care about them?
Most of us wish to be rich
But think to yourself
Do you want a life where you had no privacy at all?