All you wanted was approval.
Of, if only you’d stuck around
You’d see your face plastered on
Shirts, ads, quotes you never said
All you wanted was to like your appearance.
Women look up to you as a style icon
And model their ideal body image off you-
You’re seen as a golden standard
All you wanted was to be a serious actress.
Every time you put on the makeup,
The fitted dresses, the pin curls,
The red lips, sweeping false lashes, beauty mark
Every time someone called you Marilyn
Instead of Norma Jean, darling,