i've felt like the world around me
stopped caring about what i did;
and in a fleeting moment, i came
to the conclusion that i was never
meant to be in the starring role.

i am but an extravagant extra;
longing for the taste of love on
my cherry cola lips - - but i too
play the fool - - a fool for believing
that i can be more than what i'm led
to believe.

i am but a singular mistake, a cosmic
fluke in the universe who breathes the
very impression that i am more than what
my mother have told me - - i am what society
has to offer; a supposed legend turned into a
daft whore who dreams about respect.

and with my final moments, i dream of a time
where everything is all but a beautiful memory.
for on this god forsaken realm, my time has
reached its limit.