Waltzing with Athena the body of a goddess but her mind is even meaner/ use to be a ballerina../
A Julliards attendant her heart is like a pendant but its empty of remorse/ just a picture of a Porsche/ but of course
She just trying to make it in the city/ so mirror, mirror on the wall its pretty you should pity/
Her motto the Sun's never bright enough tomorrow/ so she danced across the stage in the time that she borrowed/
From the pageant to the pole knew heels since age 11/ & although she's sliding down its like ascending into Heaven/
…at least for us, she pill popping til the pain stop/ & I be thinking why but her tears is like the raindrops/
Her legs like Monday runaway from runways/ her favorite song "Fancy" she praying that that one play/
So she can block us out forgetting that we all here/ & see that one recital cause her family they were all there/
& now its shoes in dozens, daughter of a preacher/ just think Bathsheba in Louis Vuitton sneakers/
She tatted "Jesus wept" John 3:16 three sixteens from Hov in my head fit the scene/
I mean the only thing missing is a Mrs/ if only I could save her from the gold & the hold of the riches/
Her wish is kisses that really mean something/ but so far in life.. everything means nothing/
For her I swear I'd turn water into wine, watch the planets get aligned/ I swear its more than a sign/
She must be a Libra her touch brings me balance/
We all in awe at the misuse of her talents/
She should be in a palace but treated like batons.. pa**ed on & on & on & on & on..
They treat her so wrong/ it makes for a sad song for that lovely black swan..