Façade

Façade

[dedicated to Tara Conner]

Bring back from the brink!

Too young, pretty and filled with drink

Only fourteen and too young to think

Prey to the testosterone that doesn’t even blink

Envied is your beauty, but they can’t see you

Pressures from without, crack your mind and make you shout

But the cries for help are above their heads

And they don’t hear because beauty, don’t you know, is beyond despair

So now to the obvious deadly dare

Abuse that makes you high and leaves you without a care

And still they don’t care for you’re the envy in pictures and on the catwalk

You’re perfect and not a human that’s been used like a nark

You’re carried higher to Miss USA, the dizziest height

And then, suddenly there’s a light in that black nite

A helping hand that cared and saved

This true story where a man named Trump, rescued you, from the depraved