She feels dead
But only in her head
They all know her fame
But not her shame
Wearing the heel
Peeled away the sanity she used to feel
No one sees her smile
She has been lost in her head for a while
Her body used
Always abused
Tight tiny dresses
Nothing on her body for guesses
Drugs to take
To try to make her feelings wake
People taking pictures when no one is looking
Trying to find sides of her no one is seeing
Her hair to her hips
Shiny to the tips
Leaving everyone breathless
It is expected since she can never be a mess
She walks the cat-walk
And talks the talk
Her model life is never easy
Always leaves her wanting to flee
But no one will ever see
That she wants to be free
So in her heels of pain
She has nothing to gain
Except fame