Style but no soul

yeah you look hot

but where is your personality?

its hidden by all the drugs your smoking



yeah you've got style

With your hair all done up

but where are you?

your stuck in your own little world

Not knowing whats going on



Your in your room smoking your brain cells away

and you dont even know what today is



your ip all night suronded by the things and people you think

mean most

but do they really?



yeah you've got style but wheres your soul?

you left it and your moms house when you moved here

and now you cant find it



I dont know why you smoke your drugs

or why you do them but you do

I've seen you



I sometimes wonder if you even know what your doing

that i take another look

and i know it's not even you



yeah youve got style but no soul

please get  it before you end up someplace you dont want to be

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i came up with the idea for this poem by the new song from our lady peace it rocks.. i dedicate this to a person who name is ment to be secret....

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