When I was young I always dream to be like one of my sister,
had A perfect smile to give in everyone, long hair,
tall and fair skin, posture that no one can bent.
A woman that can handle every trouble with lot of solution.
I actually dream of dancing with my prince in a magical cocktail....
But it�s funny that when your innocent started to fade
and welcoming the reality you start to learnt
how to survived in the ocean of troubles,
light striking pain, thunder of negative voices
and those smile I saw at young age,
I know how to make it look real when everything is tearing you apart.