DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel
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Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Saturday, July 14, 2007
7:33 PM
Illusion of Perfection
This perfect little princess
No one sees her pain
The way she bottles it up inside
She’ll most likely go insane
She has everything she could want
There is nothing else she needs
How could she feel so unhappy?
In this perfect life she leads?
She has all the material things
She can even get the guys
But she’s searching for internal happiness
In this perfect life of lies.
If people only knew
The thoughts that go through her head
Maybe they’d reach out to this princess
Before she ends up dead.
Luckily she’s afraid of death
The thought of never awaking again
Hopefully this fear stays with her
So her life does not come to an end.
Everyone see the small things
They don’t make the connection
If they were to look at the big picture
They see it’s an illusion of Perfection.