Janie by Amanda J CobbThis self-serving, ego-boosting, materialistic high is driving Janie crazy 'til she wants to scream and cry.
All the superficial, made-up faces and neon-glowing lowlife places glare into the night, and she tries but she can't escape it. All the ice-cream beauty whores and cotton candy ladies are sticking up their noses as they crash their new mercedes.
The walking Barbie dolls and cut-outs from magazines are really all illusion, nothing's as it seems. Still the plastic kings and queens rule the world with a show of teeth. A breath from tar-filled lungs and adoring fans begin to scream.
Their gold buys them "talent", plastic bodies and drastic drugs. Yet it seems only Janie sees all the dirt swept beneath the rug. And it's driving Janie crazy, for she knows they'll eat the world until there's nothing real left standing and the vacant people swallow her. 09/15/2000 Posted on 09/22/2001 Copyright © 2025 Amanda J Cobb
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