Scene Queen

everyone is in love with you
the scene queen
sexy body, beautiful face
not a hair out of place

everyone has to take a ticket
and stand in a queue
just to speak to you

and if they do, then all they’ll get
is a withering glare
that says more
than a thousand insults ever could
unlike the clubs you frequent
you don’t need any buff, black-shirted boys
you keep the riff-raff away
just by the way you look

everyone is in lust with you,
or with the appearance you present
no one seemes to care if there is
anything behind the make-up

is it all just hot air
under your manicured hair
has your brain atrophied
after years of vacant stares?

or is your china doll face
a cunning disguise
that hides your agile mind?
if someone could get close to you
who knows what they would find?

it seems you think you’re Cindarella
waiting for some perfect prince
to come rushing in with your lost stilletto
but perhaps you’re more like an ugly sister
keeping up appearances
insisting on erecting cosmetic defences
so that you can be your shell
and not your fragile self

everyone is in love with you
(just to talk to you
they have to stand in a queue)

but are you?