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.