Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

A Dirge For Barbie


Poor Barbie
Heard she sold her soul to be a rock star
A paradox maybe
The world couldn't wait to judge her

Poor Barbie
Fortune and fame couldn't make her feel better
It felt so empty at the top
The world must have been lonely for her

The glamour and the grandeur
Without a soul was just to much for her
So she finds solace in crack
The world could judge her for all that's not

Poor Barbie
She looks so peaceful in death
It must be lonely in the box
She wants her soul back: now she is sold out

Submitted: Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 29, 2014

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