Do you ever long to be someone you’re not?

To own the things of others?

To walk like Gretta, smile like Betty,

Or live your life with Clyde?


Dream a dream of some fantasy land?

Of Hollywood nights and stars?

But when the glitter reaches and end,

We find we are just a Norma Jean?



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