In Disguise
She's so perfect, thin and tall,
She's so perfect, feet so small.
Her hair so long, and lashes too,
As if they’ve all been stuck with glue.
Her lips so full, her cheekbones high,
Every curve precise, no flaw to spy.
Her nails so long, sharp as a knife,
Polished to shine, the height of life.
She's so perfect… or is she?
That plastic smile won’t let her be.
A factory doll behind those eyes,
Every detail copied, her soul disguised.
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