Italian women

I always thought they had more arrogance than me 
more class, beauty 
I envied the silk skirts and beautiful faces 
Mountains of beads in res and gold 
judged as upper class and happier 
More vibrant , filled with life 
Maybe I'd never compare 
Maybe I'd never measure up 
Surely not.....
If only my self esteem could be raised up 
raised to the highest extreme 
Reality is a prison I'm stuck in for good....