You try so hard to be perfect,
be an actress and sing a lovely song,
then you look at the girl in the magazine
and hate what you see.
The curves, the legs no sign of pain.
They say physical perfection will make you happy,
that is what makes you beautiful.
In your world no one cares about your heart
its your body, your face that matters.
While everyone says your perfect, you'll make history,
you look at your reflection and hate what you see.
You said you wanted love more than anything else in the world.
but the flashes of lights from cameras,
the gazing eyes of strangers,
see only your flesh,
the symbol of Norma Jean.
*Its not good, but I think many girls can relate to her in many different ways.*
