Look at her art!
Look at her skill!
Look at her, look at her, look at her.
Look at her music!
Look at her talents!
Look at her, look at her, look at her.
You tell them to come look
Yet you merely show me off
You tell them "hey, I know that kid!"
But really, you do not.
You say you do, you think you do,
Because I'm defined by my talents.
'Cause you don't like when I'm upset-
"Hey look! She drew a dragon!"
You give me a pencil, you give me paper
"Now draw me how you feel, man."
But then I draw a shriveled shamrock-
"Yuck! Too woke! Ugh, a scam!"
But can't you take this seriously-
"I'm so glad you won't leave me ever!"
But I think you're missing the point. See-
"You're kinda boring when you're real. Forget this,
Whatever."
