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A 'Perfect' Girl Of This 'Perfect' World
I guess I have to be a perfect lady,
Being responsible and not lazy.

I guess I have get the perfect grades,
Raise my siblings and not let the enthusiasm fade.

I want to be free and alive,
Don't want to be elegant since I am five!

I feel like a bird trapped in a gold cage,
Or a puppet who can't show sadness or rage!

I guess I must have a master to control me,
Without a personality but a little bit of money.

Feel so tired when people tells me what to do,
Mixed with gossips and backbiting, it's not new.

But that's what they made me look like,
For the opinions, I had to pysch.

I guess it's okay but you're not welcome to control me tonight,
Not going to be depressed or going to suicide!

I will be the free lady!
Sit under the tree that's shady.

And you're no one to control me,
Back down pessimists because we will not ask politely!




© Fifa 🦋