I notice how you blow your bubblegum bubbles 
I see how you twirl your tantalizing tresses 
With your fingers 
And babe 
I promise I realize how hard your hips have to work to keep up with your ceaseless sashaying and swaying 
But oh how I fear that this will end in your own 
Self-annihilation
For you never really wanted to be like them, did you? 
You believe that everyone must be a carbon copy of each other because despite everybody telling you to be unique 
Nobody ever is 
Or rather, they are, but they all pretend that they aren't 
But you don't have to follow that algorithm, darling 
You can be yourself and start the change 
You will never have to be 
One of Today's Girls