Miss America - Conditions

It’s a basic human need, feeling beautiful

But you coat your broken body so subliminal

And the colors that you wear hide a criminal

You devour classic beauty, you destroy it all

There’s no easy way to say this

There’s no pretty way to say this

Miss America is a slave from the waist down, stealing the whole town’s love

And good little girls won’t stay away

It’s amazing how quickly they shed their youth, as you capture every one with

your distorted truth

Your words and your ways are absolute as you rob them of potential to be just

like you

Stay away