I'm just Peter Pan's Wendy,
Extraordinary ordinary,
While Peter likes to keeps me company,
But like a deflated balloon,
I don't got anything in me,
Still, I can orchestrate my own symphony,
While stars twinkle my tune,
Always full of envy,
Dear, dare to hold me?
I'm feeling a little lonely,
But who am, who am I, but a Weny?
Always good for a story

Suffocating nights,
Who am I, but a Wendy,
Dreams in sprites,
My balloon always remains empty,
Acting a mime,
Listing off rhymes,
Jealousy and envy,
Are thy enemy,
When all thoughts allude me,
I feel so ugly,
Who am I, but a Wendy?

Feelings are a little crazy,
Like looking through glass eyes full of candy,
Pushing up daisies,
Always alluding me,
A girl not meant for empathy,
A singled out nobody,
But the stars twinkle my tune,
Always full of envy,
Empty spaces make the best story,
Where Peter likes to keep me company,
But who am I— who am I, but a Wendy?

Where's Juliet's apothecary,
I have a need for that hooded little fairy,
Don't even care if I'm hypocrisy,
Romeo's kiss— just not my style,
Ophelia— she's forever my idol,
Clever and meek—
Ever docile,
But underneath it all-
Is burning hostile

Suffocating nights,
Who am I, but a Wendy,
Dreams in sprites,
But like a deflated balloon,
I don't got anything in me,
Guess I'm just a little airy,
Dear, dare to hold me?
I'm a girl who writes—
Fights to be a canary

Feelings are a little crazy,
Like looking through glass eyes full of candy,
Pushing up daisies,
Always alluding me,
Guess I'm just a little airy,
Still, I can orchestrate my own symphony,
A girl not meant for empathy,
A singled out nobody,
But there's still a Peter who keeps me company,
While stars twinkle my tune,
Always full of envy,
Acting a mime,
Listing off rhymes—
For a never ending story

But who am I— who am I, but a Wendy?