Fluffy cat - Faker

A child living in a cozy room
Lain on his bed
Cuddle by his mother
Each morning time to dress up and get
Ready for school
Wants to become doctor
He looks like to be a great student
He gets good grades
He does not his homework
Helped by everyone he's being fake
Egocentric
But not that smart alone

He was looking for far horizons
But he can not, if he doesn't wake up
He thought everything was already
Won before start, and he wouldn't need work
Unconscious of the fight that's coming
By growing up, and struggle it would be
Unready and never has thought of
Failure coming, and hurting ambitions

In the target of his ambitions
There's the first place
He wants to get everywhere
Though all the games he was used to play
He saw himself
As god, full of power
In his friend group, he is the leader
The one who commands
Never litsen anyone
Feel like he's a superior being
Without effort
He'll surpass everyone

He was looking for far horizons
But he can not, if he doesn't wake up
He thought everything was already
Won before start, and he wouldn't need work
Unconscious of the fight that's coming
By growing up, and struggle it would be
Unready and never has thought of
Failure coming, and hurting ambitions
That he will not be first forever
And that one day, he might stay stale alone

This pride
Losing hisself
Unready to accept
That no matter what he will become
He doesn't need
To be the one, greatest
He prefers to shamely copy
What worked before
And get some fake merit
Slowly losing what's making hisself
His difference
His individuality

He was looking for far horizons
But he can not, if he doesn't wake up
He thought everything was already
Won before start, and he wouldn't need work
Unconscious of the fight that's coming
By growing up, and struggle it would be
Unready and never has thought of
Failure coming, and hurting ambitions

A child that refuse to growing up
Who mix his pride
With the reality
Slowly killed by too much love for his
Person hisself
And he can't understand
Unable to see truth on a mirror
Even if it's
Not that bad he's thinking
Slowly killed by too much pride
For his person
And he can't understand

Written by:
Antoine Pouyollon

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