Mr Rockstar

[anabis]

Gone through so much pain
to get a smile from you
hoping that you would
feel the same way too.
But the lights are bright
and hot up there
and you're face has no choice
but to fake a stare.

There's no reason to get happy
when he looks your way
because in his mind
you stay the same
you're just another girl standing
screaming loud
and it all seems clear
you're just another fan in the crowd.

Thoughts repeat themselves
inside your head
but nothing matters
because reality's dead.
Caught in a poison circle
with nothing to show
oxides in the air
you're just his friday night blow.