When did my brilliant shimmer start to fade? The magnetism that made them want me: All the teachers, friends and men. Since the first grade, Sarcasm has concealed my inadequacy But earned me all my enemies Had to maintain my supremacy, So I rolled my eyes at an early age. My character is constructed solely from the praise, Compliments and accolades I’ve collected throughout the decades I’m supposed to be great. I almost believed the medals on my wall The As on the page and the trophies in the case The curls in my hair and the blush on my face Funny how I’m fooled by them every day.