Looking around and ,every second, I wish you would turn and talk to me.
It once happened in my dream
Those fairy-tale -like dream of a girl
And it's just like fairy tale, there's a someone beside trying to prevent good things from happening
I'll call it -- rotten apple
Always sticking by the side of the prince
Always got the prince's attention
But wait, fairy tales are for princesses, and I'm not.
Because, princesses are beautiful and elegant
In real, I can be a stranger, like I never exist before.
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