Self-worth is something I do not
possess,
For the world looks at me less,
Is it just me or Im wearing the wrong dress?
Maybe thats it, I guess?

This man of an angelic beauty,
I came close but this angel is on duty.
Now I am distracted and lost,
I’ve done enough and too much it cost.

How is this possible,
Why am I so gullible?
I should stop looking for Genie’s bottle,
Or I’ll end up fighting a lossing battle.