It Has To Be
I know it can not be easy being you,
having to be so perfect,
looking down your noses at me.
It can not be easy
having to walk on eggshells
having to take care in the words you say.
Having to be the one that does no wrong,
having to be the queen bee of all the show's.
It can not be easy being you,
having to change you clothes 2 times a day
and making your shoes match your hair.
Having to have that knowing look
of I'm so much better than you can bear.
It has to be hard for you I think,
to have to be so clued up,
to have to eat that green milkshake,
to have to be the same old weight.
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