Young and bashful chubby little girl
On her storybooks written were fairytales
Was the visiting lad would be her prince charming?
A victim of tragic flood, a stranger on her place
She caught him staring at her on the other side
Yet, he went off with all their unspoken desires
Still she could feel his cold hands touching hers
In the era of Sir Walter Scott, full of beautiful poetry
A gallant knight, rescuing a sleepy damsel in class
The boredom was like a torture, take me out here!
Across the dungeon of my imagination, he was there
Chattering with his comrades on their invisible horses
The earth stopped on rotating and the rest ceased to exist
Conquering the galaxy and listening to the music of our hearts
Was it love at first sight or just another adolescent fantasy?
Even if he was unkind and arrogant still he was in my heart
Believed in the future that he would be my one and only prince
After ten years, I woke up not inside a castle but in the church
Halt the clock! He should not avow to another bride–
So much for those classical and romantic stories
Rivalry was the name of the game
Supporting different set of friends
Worshiping and singing for Christ
Enjoyed silly nonsense of youth
He was my friend and you were not
Hey, I always thought I liked you more!
It was fun and foolish confusion
Swimming in the ocean of youth’s innocence
At the age of twelve, my friend was head over heels
I was so obedient to follow her long route going home
Am I Dorothy following the road to Emerald City?
As to my disappointment, I am in Tin man’s place
It was so heartless of him, not to notice my friend
Perhaps, he was only made of metals and had no muscles
Time passed by, would I tell my friend the secret?
Our lives were entwined with that youthful glow
There were times, he passed by my place on his bike
And he once grabbed my hand when I almost fainted
Some cartoons were short-lived
Gone on air after few episodes
Similar to the excitement in the court
The heartthrob of the game had the ball
The yelling of the crowd was defeaning
But my heartbeat was louder than theirs
A temporary desire ended with the holidays
The city girl and the boy in the province
What did he know with the books I read?
He never watched the TV shows I enjoyed
Likewise, he was so charming to ignore
Although, he stammered with his speech
He was one street rat that I wouldn’t forget
Once upon a time, we rode the magic carpet
Genie granted my wish for he was my first dance
Only to realize that I just wanted to be his friend
Published on: Aug 23, 2011 @ 14:36
by Westlife “Uptown Girl”