Once upon a time
There was a human guide,
It used to give advice,
But you could not ask why.
A long time ago,
There was a weird girl.
She tried hard to look like
The others, hard she tried.
She'll find herself someday,
It might take her a life to say,
But being alone can be nice.
Who will judge her mind?
At home just her bookstand,
Some puppets, paper, pen, light...
She used to breath in who writes
Great novels, fiction, good lies.
She'll find herself someday,
It might take her a life to say,
But being alone can be nice.
Who will judge her ...
Who will judge?!
No! no! no! no!
There is no guide to tell what to do!
There is no story to tell what to think!
There is no guide to tell what to do!
There is no story to tell what to think!
Couple, wedding, family, life...
Children, school, degree and pride!
Tell what the f*those are?!
Sometimes when she got angry,
Then she could not think
And that's when she realize
Her own wish and writes.
She'll find herself someday,
It might take her a life to say,
But being alone can be nice.
Who will judge her mind?
There is no human guide,
Tale is not but a lie.
Once she could understand
We don't need daily happy ends.
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