Idealize
Idealize


This can't be me
This isn't my dream either
I don't walk this way
I don't appear this way
I'm saying this to a girl
Who seems familiar to me
Whosoever dream this is
Has certainly never seen my eyes
These have shine and glamour
And most of all
This isn't me
Whosoever dream this is
Has filled me with foul colours
I don't look this pretty
In fact I ain't pretty at all
My hair is more
Frizzy and messy
It never stays this beautifully
This can't be my dream
My dreams are dreadful
More like a nightmare
Which makes me drift far away
From becoming the girl
Standing infront of me
This isn't my dream
No, this can't be me
I'm beautiful here.