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letra de monologue - glinda jameson

monologue lyrics
have you waited long america?
i know you have
did you miss me?
or did you miss the way i presented myself to you?
at nights i wonder, who am i to you?
am i one of a kind to you?
or am i just another one of those american sweethearts?
waiting to be exploited by you
the expert of morality
waiting to be exploited
like how you exploited judy, amy, and of course, britney

i come from the city of angels
ironic ’cause the devils are hot and prevalent under the spotlight
whilе the destitute angеls live in the run-down neighborhood underneath the stage

my dad has never been apart of my life
it’s always been me, my brother, and my mom
i admired my mom
she was a sole individual raising two children all alone
she worked extra shifts at the grocery store just to get her full pay
she was constantly ridiculed by her peers in california
so i wonder, america
would you have done the same to her?
america, would you hate me if you found out about my antiquities?
or would it be erased if i sold my soul and my body?
america, in a sense, you’re just like me
just like any other socialite
externally, you have a hard back that looks aesthetic on bookshelves
but internally, the pages are made of worn out paper that you try to cover up with tape
and content that are atrocious and cheap
so who the f-ck are you to decide what i can and can’t do?
who the f-ck even are you america?
what the f-ck do you know about being perfect?
so america, i ask once again
who am i to you?
am i citizen of society?
or am i just another american beauty

- glinda jameson

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