once upon a time there was a girlchild who imagined herself a woman. She wandered about oblivious to the sheltered nature of her life and thought that everything was going right. much to her awakening and little to her subconscious surprise, nothing was as she'd thought. nothing was as good as she imagined. then one day her body guard and coincidental confidant asked her to run away to where there was a hole in the sky, describing the beauty of the land and the delicacies and the ship she could buy. The girl enjoyed the idea and pleased her vanity with it. It is perfectly fine, her guide told her. Everything reverted back to such untruthful statements in company. The guide always knew the thing to say to try and win her favour while the other knew her thoughts before she. And the prince; we shall fall into a deep sleep...
i feel you molding me by your opinion and
my inner personality the real me
pushes back to be
i feel nothing without you
i feel something about you
i feel everything falling from
i look up to seen a moon in your neighbor's window...
this white white is what i didn't want to see and didnt know it till i did
it's the lights on and the window open
it's one way or the other in my book
this is all façade