Pretty Pretty Girls
Pretty pretty girls
All dressed in white
Showing every flaw
Every curve & line
Pretty pretty girls
Doing their tasks
Cleaning the dishes
Collecting the trash
Pretty pretty girls
Forced to sit
Mouths clamped shut
No words escape their lips
Pretty pretty girls
Strung up like lights
Shining down on us
Day and night
Pretty pretty girls
Soaring high
Reaching for the stars
By candlelight
Pretty pretty girls
Dreading day
Dreading reality
Wanting to play
Pretty pretty girls
Locked in the house
Forced to pace
Around and around
Pretty pretty girls
Trying to read words
Giving up when
Their head starts to hurt
Pretty pretty girls
Sitting down
Twiddling thumbs
Not yet making a sound
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