She don't know she's beautiful

she's beautiful and she doesn't know she wears a mask but through it are cracks she's looking at her reflection in a broken glass seeing the broken in her reflect back Rossy red lips telling lies ...."I'm fine" lipstick satins on the fourth glass of wine pretty girl taking pretty pink pills with her pretty plum pumps her feet getting numb she can't stand up stomach rumbling like a drum but she won't eat none she'll have to through it up size two she has to squeeze herself into wannabe cover girl magazine and next top model beauty queen she's a beautiful tragedy