A usage of slang won't harm.
But if it's in habit I must be alarmed.
A glass of wine in hand.
And I must wear some expensive brand.
I have to color my hair.
Or else I won't look good at that fair.
Tattooing my body was painful.
But they said it looked beautiful.
The mark is there.
But now no one bothers to care.
I have the controls of virtual game.
But I gave them the controls of my fame.
I had to change for the best.
Wish I had given all that a rest.
Gucci bag was what I had to carry.
I was forced to believe in live ins rather than marry.
It was pretty dreadful.
But I wonder why no one was pitiful.
I raised all my hope.
True relations became hard to cope.
These are my memories from school.
In the race of becoming cool.
I never realized when I ended up being such a big fool.
Maybe I won the race.
But today I'm not able to show my face.
Face that is painted.
Values and virtues completely fainted.
My only wish was 'just had to fit in',
Not realizing I was being dumped into bin.
But if it's in habit I must be alarmed.
A glass of wine in hand.
And I must wear some expensive brand.
I have to color my hair.
Or else I won't look good at that fair.
Tattooing my body was painful.
But they said it looked beautiful.
The mark is there.
But now no one bothers to care.
I have the controls of virtual game.
But I gave them the controls of my fame.
I had to change for the best.
Wish I had given all that a rest.
Gucci bag was what I had to carry.
I was forced to believe in live ins rather than marry.
It was pretty dreadful.
But I wonder why no one was pitiful.
I raised all my hope.
True relations became hard to cope.
These are my memories from school.
In the race of becoming cool.
I never realized when I ended up being such a big fool.
Maybe I won the race.
But today I'm not able to show my face.
Face that is painted.
Values and virtues completely fainted.
My only wish was 'just had to fit in',
Not realizing I was being dumped into bin.
-Gunit Cour
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