Standing on a plinth
For the world to see
Excuse me people
Have a look at me
Getting in the picture
Straining to be seen
Point your camera this way
I am desperately keen
Find me a superstar lover
Let me be a trophy prize
Only one thing better than being seen
To be seen through jealous eyes
Put me on the telly
Exploit my every flaw
If I think that people see me
Perhaps I won’t feel invisible any more
Look at me
LOOK at me
LOOK AT ME
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