not a beautiful gown
not high hills
I just wear my daily clothes
with my old shoes
I even can't apply make up on my face well
this head is still remember it
that million eyes weren't look at me
it wasn't like they did to another
who has elegant costume
well no problem, my heart said inside my ribs
that was my dream
I answered so many questions
I had a courage and a will
but
I thought that wasn't enough
I need a luck
my mom said that
my crown is not the real crown
because kindness will be your crown
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
not a beautiful gown
not high hills
I just wear my daily clothes
with my old shoes
I even can't apply make up on my face well
this head is still remember it
that million eyes weren't look at me
it wasn't like they did to another
who has elegant costume
well no problem, my heart said inside my ribs
that was my dream
I answered so many questions
I had a courage and a will
but
I thought that wasn't enough
I need a luck
my mom said that
my crown is not the real crown
because kindness will be your crown
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