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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