
She exists in a world of imagination
Reality sucks badly for her
A bit delusional
Unable to discern from what’s real and what’s fake
Delves into escapism to tackle life
Her partner’s unreal beauty standards
His demands require aesthetics
She gets into character mode
Psyche stress and confusion imbues her
She emulates the La La world of Hollywood
Still rejected from movie scripts
She joins the 9-5 backstabbing race
She excels due to her personality disorders
Her job description is a serious undertaking
Yet she plays a role
Her life is in shambles
Trauma, addiction, with zero coping skills
No therapeutic breakthrough yet
She’s no she-ro
She’s on a collision train
Each stop invokes a chance to get real