I'm a two-dimensional girl

Living in a three-dimensional world

Everyone else has depth

But I'm as thin as a paper doll

I motion along as best as I can

I try to dance and jump and spin and sing

But I don't have an ounce of depth

I just blow about in the wind

I'm a cutout in a world of sculptures and statues

I'm a popsicle stick in a world of and chestnut trees

I'm a single letter in a world of phrases

I don't have 3D glasses and can't watch this movie

I'm a paper doll in a world of humans

And I don't stand a chance

In a world of people full of color

When I can't spin or sing or dance.