She never knew that there were scars beneath the rainbow
All she thought of were the stars above the halo
Taking on the world so she’s doesn’t have to look
at any personal contaminants that poison her worth
Wants to be the strongest thing and just surrounds herself with stings
1 of 3 that cut the world in corners starting at the sea
She couldn’t try harder and she does it on the daily
but never hitting targets cause there’s errors in her aiming
They rightly call her Amy, occasionally “Baby”
Laying out the boundaries before you started playing
Making up her countenance, illustrious and counterfeit
Hair and cloth immaculate but nothing there to back it with
And she knows her weakness
Free of any mental health impairments or diseases.
Eager to achieve the life lesson from the deal-er
Feeling more attractive once you get to know the real her
Freezes on the spot whenever intimate, inanimate,
infatuated with the girls who aren’t but acts like isn’t havin’ it
Just a downtown woman
Going for the sweetest spot when reachin for the puddin
And she doesn’t know that it takes
less than what she’s givin’ just to give it away
So she grins in a daze
of corporate endorsements, the scores and the rates
From birth the earthquakes her innards breaking her train
after signature fame or during dinner debates
one thing’s for sure she still feels the tremors and shakes.
She didn’t know the definition of a blessing
but the curses found her pressed against the bed springs
Keeping up the hustle with the uptown life
ever fitting the description of the touch-down type
She studied hard and life didn’t seem to test her
but the education wasn’t the semesters
She only wanted love but only found herself in lust
wanting hope in something permanent in which to put her trust
Wants to overcome a life history of glances
asked about her politics and carry romances
But that’s putting it simply
No one tries to understand the qualities of Cindy
Friendly on the nose and even fresher on the palate
Balanced in her life but always looking for an outlet
She takes the bad with the good
Not respected for her mind like professionals should
But she’s comfortable in settings when she’s in for the kill
Knowing how to smile and take it right to beheading, never getting the bill
It’s a bitter sugar life but she leans on the water
Just to wash it down and stomach what she got from her mother
She feels the superficiality
Studied by the boss and every man in the cavalry
Special to herself and lost the innocent purpose
Mentally adept but rarely breaking the surface
And she knows she’s a soldier
But less attractive closer like nobody wants to know her
So she slows it down and reads a book in the bed
Better company the knowledge than the previous men
She gets attention in buckets but couldn’t seem to be followed
Getting older so her life has got her sleepy and hollow
She’ll rest her head for tomorrow
looking for a spot of a love for what a dollar could borrow
There’s so much soul in her wake
But there’s no one in her ocean so it washes away.
She always saw the light behind the rain cloud
and didn’t spend the time to try & think how
It’s hard to sit down when you’ve traveled the world
Just a first-world problem for this mid-town girl
There isn’t any limb she’d ever dangle on
living for the moment and the lesson she can take along
She marches to her favorite song
Carries her relations to her center givin open arms
There isn’t anybody who’s cooler
But she wishes that her friends could be vicarious through her
Stepping over any self-made issues
But ready with the shoulder and a package of tissues
She’s always got the time for her friends
Cause she knows there isn’t much in life as important as them
She’s adorned to be Kim
Doesn’t matter if she’s heavy, undernourished or slim
But she feels for their weight
The baggage, their dilemmas, their predictable fate
To everybody she’s a magnet
the positive alignment in a way they find attractive
Talks to herself like cheerleader
And not a soul alive that she fears neither
Steers through the past and can’t worry about the future
Can’t waste time worrying if the feeling doesn’t suit her
But she understands other hands delt and feels empathy swells
been to college and acquired strong knowledge of self
There’s a deep well dwelling under still waters telling
One life, one love, butterflies in her belly
But nobody’s an island
She catches up and reconnects when wining and dining
She’s got smiles by the hundreds and the roots of a tree
No hesitation living for the people to see
So she’s sitting down to eat, a reservation for three.
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