Beautiful Dream
I woke up
I had to wake up
I had my whole life
Waiting ahead of me in strife.
I always dreamed of this moment
Could it be my time?
I could hear the chime
Of success calling my name
I am tired of living the same.
I am human
Perfectly made into a woman.
I am not just a beauty
I know I have a duty
To shine brighter than stars
And own the best cars.
This has to be
More than but a beautiful dream.
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