Make me better with love
This my throbbing heart needs it dearly
Make me smile in my pain
Whilst I clothe my dreams with roses
Behold my wishes as they float the skies
These wishes are painted before my eyes
In glitters of a broken smile
My countless desires are bloated
Allow me to tell the world that I am naked
Allow me to feed my sight
With the countless images of fantasy
I see across the street of life
I’m just a girl; nothing more than a girl
Caught in between reality and dreams
That sound you hear beneath my silence
Are wishful prayers of a kid
In hope of life and its luxuries.
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