Pretty little blonde girl

You think you're so special
but oh god you're all the same
in two years time that boy
he won't remember your face
much less your name.

you think you're so pretty
but so many look like you
they way you apply your make up
it's not that hard to do

and maybe if you stopped conforming
and got lost in yourself
you would be pretty and special
but right now you're like everybody else

and that is what I think of you,
my silent ode to self
because you know I love him too
you're enjoying putting me through hell