Born pure, as God has made us, we take a step into this life,
First youth, then school and education, only to find yourself under the knife. You search for fame, respect and recognition, With those fake eyes, lip-gloss, and “cougar” mission. You draw attention with your rife, But nothing more. The end result is not what you’d expected, You’re left with feelings deep affected. The man you dreamt of is long gone, And all you’re left with is a conn. But you’re to blame as this is what you have selected, When you forgot how pure you were. Forget those companies, which strive for your donation. Creating trends ...