No More Stereotypes

Rich girl couldn't help but cry
'Her life is perfect.'
'She has everything.'
That's what they always said
No one really knew

Rich girl had anything money could buy
'But you can't buy love.'
'The best things in life are free.'
How she voiced that these words were wrong
Showing hypocricy
In her mind she believed these words
And knew they were true


Poor girl couldn't help but scream
'Look at her clothes!'
'Look at her house!'
That's what they always half whispered
Knowing that she heard

Poor girl had no cash
She barely had what she needed
She was truely beautiful, inside and out
But that's not what people saw
They just saw her enpty pockets and deemed her worthless
About equal to an animal


Happy girl couldn't help but cut
'She's so perfect.'
'I wish I was her.'
It's what they thought and what they said
If only they knew

Happy girl was crying under the smiling mask
Wondering the worth of her life
Self conscience and self doubting
Her emotions were consuming her smile
She didn't know what to do
She just wanted out
Any way out


Emo girl couldn't help but feel
'Ew, she's such a freak.'
'She's just a poser.'
They wouldn't stop talking about her
They didn't know that she cared

Emo girl bled every time she heard them talking
Hating that her life had put her where it did
Trying to prove she was strong
In the only way she knew how
Dressing how she wanted and saying how she felt
Trying to make someone understand
Who she was, and why she was that way


Rich girl had no parents in her eyes
Selfish, uncaring rich parents or none at all - what's the difference?

Poor girl had no friends
No one cared about all she had to offer when she couldn't buy their friendship

Happy girl didn't know what to do with her life
She smiled and laughed and played the scene, wishing someone could see behind the act

Emo girl was just trying to prove she didn't care that no one cared
She wanted to show who she was, though no one would understand


Four depressed girls
Wishing it wasn't this way


And rich girl wanted to be poor
WIth a loving, happy family

And poor girl wanted to be rich
With lots of friends and no mockery

Happy girl was tired of apathy
When inside she was really dying

Emo girl was tired of feeling
When inside her heart was only hate, but no strength


And some things didn't change


Rich girl was rich with no family
Poor girl was poor with only family
Happy girl was hiding true feelings and hurting
And emo girl was showing her feelings and hurting


But - sometimes, just somtimes
They could see the bright side...that shimmer of hope

Rich girl smiled
Poor girl beamed
Happy girl grinned
And emo girl laughed

Everyone has thier own problems
But everyone's lucky, too

Rich girl can buy almost anything, living in luxury
Poor girl is beautiful and loved by her family
Happy girl is the center of the world, beloved
Emo girl knows exactly who she is

And sometimes that was enough to see what could come
Because soon there would be four women

Doctor
Model
Photographer
And famous writer


Just four women

Who had become best friends

And when they looked over their childhoods together they smiled

Rich girl had family now - her friends
Money isn't everything

Poor girl was earning what she wanted - no longer judged
She had everything she wanted

Happy girl was now happy - making other people feel important
It made her feel right; herself

Emo girl was accepted and admired - writing her heart out and being applauded for it
No longer outside the crowd


Because there no longer was rich girl
Or poor girl
Or happy girl
Or emo girl

There was just four women

Four satisfied women