Treasure Island

Faith Wood

(Albany, Ny)

If I was America's Next Top Model


Kepp your head high like a model, darling
Muster the confidence to strut down the catwalk
You're in the running towards becoming
America's Next Top Model
If you have fear keep it under that silly dress,
wrapped tight like a corset, darling
We all want what we cannot have
Any emotion must not surface,
Skin smooth and clear like a mannequin
Eye balls that jut out as if to say
'Who are you to pencil me in? '
I'm still in the running towards becoming
America's Next Top Model
I own heels that make me taller than the sun
If I fall I'll gain back my composure,
but only because that's what us models do
The paparazi must never know my weakness
But what's a darling to do when she's down?
'Congratulations, you're still in the running towards becoming
America's Next Top Model'

Submitted: Friday, April 13, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011

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