Ordinary Girl

ORDINARY GIRL

Ordinary girl.
Wouldn’t look twice in a crowded room.
Look over your glass and look again,
She’s gone.
You stare in awe,
But that’s not what I am for.

Ordinary girl.
Average statistics.
About right, about nice.
But the glamour bus, I missed it.
Fell asleep.
Hung-over on the night bus to fame.
Got stoned when I got there,
And got soaked in the rain.

Ordinary girl.
Toying with Twitter, but nothing to say.
Lost track of my soapbox.
Trashed it, somewhere in my rebellious youth.
Writing nothing,
Still trying to find my truth.