Flipping the channels on a lazy afternoon Some lame award show is on again I couldn't even tell you the categories Or the people that have the nominations It's all about the looks and the money How much will you pay To look like everybody else? How much time will you spend? How many hours will you spend In front of the mirror? Yes, I know they are pretty... But damn it to hell, so are you! They can walk around Their looks will go to hell You can lose your looks but you can't lose yourself There is more to life than sex appeal And how little you can wear in public If the world were blind nobody would care People would win awards based on talents
Reason for writing:
I think I've made my point. I just want to say that I am glad I can't see any of you on here. I feel good knowing that people here appreciate talent on here and not how good or bad a person looks. :)
Birth sign: Libra
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