Who's that girl
On the cover of this magazine?
I look at her
And wonder if that's really me
I wanted fame
I wanted to feel like a queen
I nod my head
And realize, I finally see
I'm not her
There's just no way that that could be
Plus I'm not there
I don't really care, I disagree
If I could go back
I'd change my mind so quickly
My things I would pack
And then leave this place instantly...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem