Mrs. Fake
Hello Mrs. Fake how are you doing today
Perfect you are and perfect you will stay
Clothes all new never wear them twice
Buy what the celebs buy no matter the price
Everyone one who is anyone wants to be just like you
Its nothing to drop a grand on a new hairdo
To most you have the greatest life ever
But trust me your no better
See Mrs. Fake, child oh so lost
You have all the material things but at what cost
You think you have the meaning of life figured out
You know your right without a doubt
You will go on for years acting this way
It will all come to an end one day
One day you will be judged not by your look
You will reach out but from a lot of people you took
The coldness of their back will create a chill
The hole in your heart, a black hole nothing can fill
So you will have to become Mrs. fake once again
You will have to lie about yourself to many men
It will work for a while but wise they will become
At this time you will have reached to bottom
You must give in Mrs. Fake, oh lost one
And never forget everything you have done
By Bobby J Evans
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