Glossy 2.0

I want to be the best dressed
I want you to be impressed
'Cause I’m too beautiful
To part with, but I’m a mess
I want to be me
And I want to be happy
Is that not pretty enough for you?
I’ve tried to reason with my emotion
Devotions
My eyes are seas and the oceans
Explosives
Tell me the truth now baby
I’m crazy
But I have yet to ask all the questions
Is it because my eyes
Are perpetually glossy?
As you capture every moment
Through the lens of your gun
Could it be
That my pupils are dilated?
Making me the perfect doe eyed subject to feast upon