Wake Up, DorothyA Poem by Rebecca L. SmithA soul isn't cheap.
Well, they took my name
Yeah, they stole it all They said, “Little girl, you’ll be a barbie doll.” We'll buy all your friends You’ll be the perfect size You’ll be the first place golden ribbon Nobel prize But you can't be gay We’d rather you’d be bi They said, “Sex is what sells, sweetie; so, don’t be shy.” We’ll dress you up You’ll be designer chic You’ll be the hottest little thing in the news this week We’ll hide your dirty laundry While we wash your mind They said, “Wake up, Dorothy; you’ve left Kansas behind.” So, I wrecked myself Yeah, like they planned I would I said, “Long live the dying heroes of Hollywood." They can bury me under But the dirt will cave I said, “You can’t keep a living spirit locked in a grave.” © 2014 Rebecca L. SmithReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 11, 2014 Last Updated on April 11, 2014 Tags: poetry, lyrics, soul, devil, music industry, sellout, spirituality, sexuality, fake, false, stolen, mysterious, unique AuthorRebecca L. SmithTNAboutRelax, I'm refreshingly controversial. Poetry, Lyrics, Short Stories, Novels, Spoken Word, and Other Assorted/Various Styles Behold as spirituality, culture, and sexuality collide together in .. more..Writing
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