burn oh burn to your level of content, of all the smiles you could have lent, to me instead of the obligatory frown, her face adorned in feather hair no crown; the princess superficially outside to me, and least of all I covet her tanned, smooth knees, the stereotype pop-culture superficiality, her faces come back- worst at hiding is me; a misconception of sorts her personality, each breath limited to be socially, oriented functions at which she must convey, the manners she never really possessed; she draws you in with orthodontists teeth, flashing pearly white so fake to me, each time she desires to lure another face, proceeding he achieves rounding first base, her portrait of fakeness presented to me, represents in a sense the population yet we; the individuals striving through words to replace, fake smiles, laughter; with real: upon each and every human face...... by Josh Farmer 11-23-2000 COPYRIGHT dedicated to all of the people who can see through POPULARITYS' facade and illusion, to all of the "REAL" people of the world.