She had Rogue on her Cheeks, and Lipstick on her Lips
She had Enamel on her Nails, Compact to hide her Pale
She had the Liner in her Eyes, the Pin in her Nose
She was Shinning, with the Golden Earrings
Still she wasn't Shy, still she wasn't Hype
She had the Pencils in her Heels
But her Heart was hard as Steel
She had the Doll in her Arms
But no Milk to feed and feel the Charm
She was a Woman painted by Men
But that didn't Changed her Feelings
She wasn't Mom being Mom, she wasn't Daughter being Daughter
All she wants is to Feel, be Adored and celebrate being a WOMAN