Centre of attention
Star of every one's eyes
Your pedestal is so so tall
That you can touch the skies
You're physically attractive
You're mentally alert
When anybody needs advice
You're always the expert
Life of every dance floor
Chief of the party tribe
Sober even after all
The booze that you imbibe
You're popular and in demand
Your smile is on page three
An entourage follows you around
Like a celebrity
But the more your fan adore you
The less human you stay
You wake up one morn and realize
You've thrown your life away
Your sister's getting married
And you should be elated
But you're embarrassed to admit
Plain-Jane and you're related
Your wardrobe's overflowing
With pricey designer tags
Friend dont make you as happy
As new Vuitton handbags
The labrador who loves you
is no longer your friend
While a Gucci-clad chihuahua
Makes you the latest trend
You get more Premiere invites
Than you'd ever need
Life's one long blockbuster
And you're playing the lead
But the movie's in fast-forward
Too late to hit rewind
The folks who really matter
Have all been left behind
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2 comments:
oooooooooooooo very nice!!!! it really does show the idea of the hip girls...lost in their own cloud of material things and false relationships that they forget what reality is!
beautifully written,.,.
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