Oh my Ive got thighs and pouty lips!

Kill me now 'cause Ive got a butt and hips

I walk by stick figures with a sway in my step

I talk with my words unchecked

Yeah, I look at you straight in the eyes

Because of that Im oustricised?!

Oh MY!! I want to cry

"Is it a sin to look alive?"

One would think passion is to be embraced

But of this there is no trace

Look around and what do I see?

Freakin facades of originality

I cant live up to what most define as pretty

Because of that I do pity

Those who miss out on what I have

But who needs em'? I aint sad

Seriously though, consider this

When you give that "perfect" model a kiss

Wait a moment and look at me

You'll see the depths of a turbulent sea

Yes, see me as I walk on by

Making everyone around me say Oh My!

Have you ever seen a man asking for some cash?
But you never hand him any, 'cause he might by hash....
You walk on by without a care
Pretending as thougth he isnt there
I walk on by with that same thought
But then his eyes I had caught
I stepped in side of his dirty shoes
Seeing the life in which he didnt choose!
The feelings of a once proud lion,
In his heart rang true.
Then I saw the raw contempt inside peoples eyes
And I try to hold my tears, trying not to cry
I then stepped out of the old mans shoes
That were old and trashed
He looked at me with owl eyes
I handed him some cash.

lol people actually do that? interesting...