I have a friend who’s beautiful
Everything in the right place
At the right time
Every head looks her way
Her teeth sparkle
and her hair shines
But trends are fickle, and bodies change
Attention fades with age…
One day she came to me
Wilted and afraid
How do I feel when no one looks my way?
When no one opens doors, or smiles
my efforts are in vain
I said
To me, it’s just another day
It’s just another day
Another day of freedom from the eyes
of lust or shame
I said, to me
It’s just another day
How do I feel when
No one asks me about my day
Or gives me compliments
Or remembers my name
I said
To me, it’s just another day
It’s just another day
