Uptown girl
Looking out through polished one-way glass
Watching every moment slowly pass
And fade until it’s gone
No one sees her sitting quietly
Confinment--her one priority
They don’t know her enough
To know there’s something wrong,
The world is watching her but no one cares to think
She might want something more
Just a little room to breathe?
She could fall apart inside
But that perfect smile should never waver...
Uptown girl
They all see her with her hip new clothes
Not a care, and so nobody knows
What its like
Stuck in the middle of her uptown world
Just as fake as all her porcelain dolls
Sitting there
Lonely bags and shoes to break her fall
Everything she wants thrown at her feet
What more could there be?
They dont know
Just Judging her, and wishing
Who wouldnt want to live that way?
What a forced duplicity
She must wake up to star treatments everyday
When all she ever does
Is wish her perfect life away…
There she waits
On the top of that sunny-side hill
Just as lonely as if she were frozen still
And not a soul to sympathize
Full of laughter unreleased
Imagining what it is like
To have a life
To break the glass
And join the crowd she’s always been hidden from
Uptown girl...
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Submission Name: Uptown Girl
