Beautiful Soul

She looks into the mirror…What does she see?
Aeropostale, plastic. Magazine
Dealt a lot of blows that she couldn't take back
Bit the apple of society, now she wears Mac
Even though she's beautiful, she don't really think so
Reflection in the mirror, but her soul's out the window
Empty inside, swallowing pride
Looks like a barbie doll but she feels like a halloween bride
All of the - parties and rides can't give her the strength
Hardly home, working just to pay that rent
May that scent - be an aroma to y'all
Shot her down dreaming, so she's in a coma to y'all
At least she does, what she thinks is necessary
I know she's tired of this, blessed weary
How can she put up with this pain? Resist the trauma?
Every night she hears these words, "I love you Mama."

High heels, shorts skirts and tank tops
17 already know how to thank cops
Plus her sister looking up to her, learns from her
She's seems cool but you don't know how she burns under
She's the oldest, always had to be the leader
She's at a table playing cards and she hates the dealer (life)
Mom and Dad thinks she's only trying to get away
Unbeknownst to them she's only for a better way
Every day, she cries long
People interpret the look inside her eyes wrong
They say it's sex, they say it's drugs
Her emotions always being swept under the rug
She's lost doesn't know what to do
Trying to catch a break, but all she catch is 22
Struggles with this pain and it hurts so deep
That's why the pills rock her to sleep

She's at the club…Leaves with an idiot
His car is a wreck, his apartment is hideous
He's hidden' things, he'd never tell her bout em
But rest assured, he's not gone let her leave without em
Everybody knows, they call her hoe
Hanging with the jerks because that's the only way she knows to go
Only worth the sex, that's what she allows
But she can't change because nobody's trying to tell her how
She'll use the make up as a Mask…Error
Trying to hide behind the eyelashes and the mascara
She's such a mess, such a wreck
Swimming with sharks in some bloody water past her neck
Dirty dancing…Castanets
She's a long lost fish, somebody cast a net
Jaded to the faces and she's got her heart sectioned off
Beautiful Soul, but her direction's off…