status: relative rank in a hierarchy of prestige especially (high prestige)
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aching, picking up pieces
just want to be one of those wildflowers in green field
shiny and bright

not like roses glory
decorated alone with crystal
and chandelier
shaking, sinking quiet

masked beauty with venomous
smiles
dancing hideous figures
trying to maintain status quo

wild and simple
running with blazing wind
young true smiles

that's what i want to do

don't want to cover up anymore

being real for once

cause' it's getting hard to survive

want to be everywhere but here

fearing, lights will fade someday
candles on my hand
not tired of status quo
it is eating me out

devoid of pretense
cause' if you'll see what's inside
you gonna runway
i know, please don't try

let these tears overflow
you gotta go, for yourself
can't be what i am with you
played my role for stage

that's me, behind curtains
and glasses
just let me go. .

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