If Marilyn's Lipstick Could Talk

I put on my red red lipstick
I wear my happy happy smiles
Would you know?
My tears aren't far behind.

Blissful and sedated
I am
Drenched in opiate
I am

Envy me
I lived before I died
Pity me
I died before I died

Fie..
An artist's life
Reaching the brim
Fie..
This mad pursuit
Fie..
This fame
This glory

Living in the limelight
All rosy
All bright
What happy
What sad

I died before my time
Living men
Like deadmen walking
Are..
all dead inside

Nah..
I'm not sorry

(But..    her red red lipstick begs to differ.)

Fool

Fool is he who gives his all...
Fool is he who fails to read...
The writing on the wall.

Fool is he who trusts...
Fool is he who lets innocence...
Crumble him into crusts.