Of air that can come and not go,
since he took her by his side and told her he'd never let her go
the paparazzi more than happy to celebrate their joy
to avoid eye contact in the brim as a boy
so soft it takes for joys to break
.as a matter of fact, she eats the morning paper for her breakfast.
her face glued to the 3 of pages
of glitz that even had her in search of 'sages'
first few months, such a bright honeymoon
to enjoy the few, sad comes so soon
of glasses that creak like soft porcelain
her aged beauty that came to fade?
some suspected this, and some that
she had her sleeves out to see if she grew fat
the months were counted, 5 it was
the father denied for it was nonsense
and she kept counting the days to pass
she craved the attention from the mass'
a little unknown boy would gather the fame
the ever changing world so tall
some day its the damsel in distress,
some day its a new boy for all.
Of damsels in distress in fame.