I think I've come to the conclusion that
Pretty people are just meant to be looked at
Not touched or felt or anything else
Like a museum piece-so oh well
I'm kind of a rock in the middle of a lake
That no one really knows about-but that's okay
So I go to museums to see the pretty pieces
Not to be loved by them or really even noticed
Because what is a rock amongst all of the artwork?
And what is a painting in a lake filled with murk?