Her life was magazines and faithful TV screens

selling an empty dream of cars and calories

and everything in between the sun and Saturn's ring,

but the price tag can't be seen

and it took bites out of her insides till she was just a hollow shell.

She grew up in east LA

watching celebrities living out all of her dreams.

The plastic canopy of US royalty drew her gaze towards the sky

and away from her own mind.

And it took bites out of her insides till she was just a hollow shell.

And at home her mother cried cause daddy had something on the side and they didn't look up when she sighed. And when August came around,

the bathing suits were on the ground replaced by a cotton cloak.

To see her own reflection was like squinting in the sun.

And when all tomorrow brings is a set of broken wings

it takes bites out of your insides till you are just a hollow shell.

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