My momma told me
There was no such thing as happily ever after
I didn't believe her
It happened in the moviest
So surely it could happen
To me
But momma,
I should have listened to
You
You were wise yet naive at
The same time
I was foolish
Now look at me momma
Don't I look pretty?
Laying in my casket?
Just like a doll
Fake
Plastic
I used to want to be a
Barbie
With pretty blond hair
Blue eyes
Pink lips
So I became one
Plastic
Living a fake life
With fake friends
And to top it off
My very own ken doll
And you know what
My ken did to me?
He cheated on me
Momma
With my very own
Best friend
In my very own
Bed
And I grew tired
Momma
I wanted to be real
So I grabbed my pills
And ate them like
A child eats her
Candy
Slowly
Then all at once
And I felt real momma
Like a real
Fake
I'm not a Barbie anymore
Momma
Are you not proud?
I decided to be dead
Instead
Now your sitting at my funeral
Probably crying with
My friends
All asking why
She had so much to live for
I was her best friend
We all cared so much
Were those the lies
You told to Each other?
Don't worry momma
I lied too
It wasn't my best friend
In my bed with ken
It was you.
