night, i hate women of this world.
that is what surrounding makes me, i guess.
but i adore those powerful beautiful entities.
a hollywood babe, a wife of the senator, my.
how strong you need to be to face all those people every day, girl?

me? i am just a queen of my land.
have nothing to prove, have nothing to give.
except a half scarred hand and half cover up.

only learned how to define Chanel voyage models,
because my clients always did and it seemed so fun.
hated brands, now have them falling from the shelves.

maybe, i die tomorrow.
but i would never trade my happiness to drink a dollar
strawberry booze in a park for my celebrity friend life.

they say, it is not us, who choose.
the choices have already been made.