Those Old Shoes
Remy dear you come to me your head hung in defeat,
kids you want to emulate,have Niki's on their feet.
You want their clothes their friendship too
But you just dont fit in no matter what you do.
Its hard to be different, I know that is true.
But Remy its better to learn to be you.
Unique and special, in so many ways.
You'll be remembered when they fade away.
For beauty external, fades, ages and dims.
Clothing gets old, discontinued like them.
Yes Remy, one day they wont be like now.
They will face escaped reality somehow.
So let them huddle and giggle at you.
Cause you have a secret known by just a few.
Beauty burned brightly will soon fade away.
You, you will shine, consistant every day.
Lets go to the store, that new second hand
and buy us some baubles, a pretty hair strand
Some shoes that may have a history or two
But worn in good faith by a beauty like you.
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