Starr

                  I wanna be a rockstar, or a super hero. I wanna see my face on the TV, with my picture on the cover for my friends to see a different side of me. But we'll never get to know, since I'm not famous, since my name is nothing important. Quit your bitchin'. Nobody gives a damn about the day I was born. Lets take a moment of the good life, then chase it down until we fall. Three-hundred and sixty five nights, lets have them all. Drop the calls, lets lose our keys. Nobody cares, I'm not Selena Gomez, since I lost my keys, I'm homeless. Don't worry, 'cause one day I'll be a rockstar, or a superhero. Don't worry friends, this time will end, and I'll be famous. Peircings, nose, from head to toes. Eyeliner, glitter, no need for cheap hoes. Screw fake friends, because I'll bend the rules in the famous world. Bonofied, no need to hide my face from cameras. Screw those hoes, they can blow. Well maybe all I'll do is be myself. Don't worry jerks, nothing hurts. Go to hew.