Tiara

Always just a loser but I've never been the queen Little Miss America before you're a preteen Always judging Poor kid Head is itching Eat shit Feet are aching Big smile Lungs are seizing Stupid child How else will they love me if I don't get the crown? No hesitates to say I always let them down Sash is silk So proud Mommy's crying Show me how Lights are dimming Time to go Daddy hits me Now you know I'm a failure this I know Because it's my name