Skin

It wasn't cheap but it was priceless

With a regaining form and a Star of David

Because she became unashamed

And she changed all the thoughts any man ever gave her.

And mean while stood the face of an on-looker

With bright green hair and the lipstick of a raven

And the looks she was given weren't pricey

But she wasn't willing to conform to a social change.

And mean while there stood the girl

With scars instead of earrings

From a boy who treated her badly

But thank goodness she changed.

And each had her own confidence

With a flawless exisence and a mind of her own

And she would fight for everything she was worth

Because changing was far to much to waste or gain.