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..