As a kid, I daydreamed of my own childish thing,
like meeting my very own prince charming
Clothed like a pro, riding a horse, and
who will treat me like a real earthly queen

Back when the flower bloomed in May,
ugly duckling referred as my middle name
Then I beseeched and kept my distant
to the faceless man, I cannot have in an instant

Days, months, and years had passed
searching for true love has come to last
when our eyes met once again
I shiver and let fate control what remains.