whenever I came in,
Baby pink bedsheet,
baby pink pillowsheet,
there is no other but pink,
because it is you,
who give me the colour.
The big mirror in front of the queen size bed,
I could see the real me,
Nobody knows me better than you,
so, Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
why should people judge me so badly?
I rather talk to you everyday, every second,
Nobody can come in,
nobody can live in,
No one,
but only me,
the girl who has her own identity,
between this wall in this territory,
being here,
alone...
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