I just heard a catchy song
With lyrics that went this way
Something to do with losing all your tears
Hearts in little boxes
And Trading Shoes with a stranger for day
I pondered the last line for a second
And thought I'd give it a shot
I began to look for a decent stranger
One that could trade with me a lot
As I Began my hunt I noticed the perfect girl
She had the perfect body, her clothes hung on her just right
The whole package this girl carried
Her boyfriend and her were planning to get married
She seemed to have great confidence
So I watched her for a while
I wondered what her secret was
To her contagious smile
Her skin was the perfect shade
Her hair sat on her shoulders just right
Her attitude was giving
And her physique measured the perfect height
I made up my mind to do the trade
And was excited to walk in her shoes for a day
Man her life looked like a piece of cake
I was ready with no delay
As I slipped her shoe upon my foot
I was transported to my front door
What is going on, why am I at home
I walked in and began to explore
Looking into the hallway mirror
Starring at me in the face
How did I not recognize myself
Is it because a stranger took my place
Then that instant it hit me
I was that cliche girl
The whole time I had been hiding
In a picture perfect world
I closed my eyes and prayed to God
I asked him what was going on
He answered me with a simple reply
Didn't you hear the lyrics in that song
The tears dripped out of my eyes faster
As my knees hit the floor
I can't live for the book-cover
Just then my heart began to soar
My dreary eyes opened fast
And there I sit upon my knees
Before the light I relived my past
But all is well, He let me be
Old mask and a shiny new face
I'm flying out of here tonight
Why would I ever trade a stranger
And second guess my own fate
I was that person that I traded
How could I had been so blind
To take little things for granted
I guess that was the battle between my soul and my mind
