Those eyes that see through me,
Thoughts of happiness lingers gracefully,
Making every inch of me be filled with glee,
Such memories just last eternally.
I'm floating in mid-air, that's what I thought,
Everytime I see that thin frame and faulty eyesight that caught
And trapped me in its treasure cove,
As if a jewelry that's taken care of.
Oh, who am I kidding?
The world knows it's just lucid dreaming,
Wild expectations that make it more disappointing,
A girl like me is not worth procrastinating.
But when your familiar structure approaches,
All those doubts are rushing out of my mind and
It left nothing but hopes and dreams that seem
Deceiving, well I think I'm still in a dream.
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