My Touch
#youngwritershousehold. Two red dots smeared on my lips,. White powder polishes my cheeks,. A pink tutu pulled up to my hips,. And my French perfume reeks,. My hair pulled tightly by a ring,.
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#youngwritershousehold. Two red dots smeared on my lips,. White powder polishes my cheeks,. A pink tutu pulled up to my hips,. And my French perfume reeks,. My hair pulled tightly by a ring,.
Somewhere deep within me is a very private place, It's a room that only I know, it's were I change my face, And every face has got a mirror, hanging on the wall, Before I meet with anyone, I pay this...
She makes up her hair, in perfect dispair. Her eyes lit for love, when she's faking. In her heart, Many secret stars. She can't wait to show, what she's taking.
No time to fret, The spotlight is set, Every eye on you, Watching what you do, You have no flaw, Leaving them in awe, You are the main attraction, Doing all the action, Perfect, None suspect, You...
Fear me, I'm the madman. And I'll do silly things. Like trying to get on in life. Whilst flying without wings. Hear me, I'm the music man. And I play awesome drums. Until I'm up on my mind's stage.
Behind a mask of happiness You strut; Creating the "ideal" person: A "living" picture. The supposed pinnacle of elegance, and perfection.
A bringer of smiles, my charm beguiles A playful soul, that's me But deep inside, it's sad, I've cried Plain for all to see A raconteur, please listen sir, I hold court rather well But it's all fake,...