Up on that golden pedestal; we sure do shine,
While they work out in their heads the perfect...
Perfume-
Sealed on a parchment...
Is this the end?
Will this generation be the one...
Something to divide
Only people with things to hide...
Why is it that people don't understand me?
I try to delineate yet still they don't see...
So the centre of gravity are we?
The writing between the paper and a pen...
I'm in love with her
Is that so wrong...
Moist lawns of green grass.
People stare as they pass...
Attention starved girls and over-egoistic boys,
Trying to get a grasp on reality...
The whole world is fake
the faces around us...
I look in the mirror, then i say please stop...
please go away...
Little girl walks alone and out of sight,
Thinking if out there might be some better life...