World in pain

Counting imaginary sheep she tries to sleep
Reality is harsher than the dream, in the world she lives
Even nightmare seems so blissful
Everyday she sits alone on the corner and weep

World has shut her pushed her, 
Thrown her on the ground
On and on she tries to get up, 
Everyday with new makeup and setup
But life in real does not seem fair
Moment of happiness not a bitty

All people want her is to look stuffed and pretty
But that is not who she, she says
Tears tears running by her skin, sprawling her long hair
Now for her the world seems beyond witty
In her unbearable pain she stinks and look dirty
Because she does not have any gritty
Chiming her emotions and sentiments she sings a ditty

Counting imaginary sheep again she tries to sleep
For reality is harsher than the dream, in the world she lives.

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