The world around me feels so vain and materialistic all the time,
You remind me of people with heart and feelings similar to mine.
I saw in your eyes the same fears,
When I saw you shed those tears.
So it's ironic how we are completely detached,
So what if our race, culture, wealth do not match.
But I am not complaining,
I have stopped daydreaming.
Fooling myself will only make me a fraud,
I've learnt to be content and be grateful to God.
I've seen you suffering behind those bright, brittle, glazed closed doors,
And not able to help you is my only remorse.
Can't even imagine your situation,
Would come and take you away,
If running away was a solution.
But I'm no Prince Charming,
This isn't a fairytale.
Mixing of cultures can be an unhealthy cocktail,
A concoction of disappointment and struggle.
This world has a long way to go,
Before I fit in the puzzle.
You remind me of people with heart and feelings similar to mine.
I saw in your eyes the same fears,
When I saw you shed those tears.
So it's ironic how we are completely detached,
So what if our race, culture, wealth do not match.
But I am not complaining,
I have stopped daydreaming.
Fooling myself will only make me a fraud,
I've learnt to be content and be grateful to God.
I've seen you suffering behind those bright, brittle, glazed closed doors,
And not able to help you is my only remorse.
Can't even imagine your situation,
Would come and take you away,
If running away was a solution.
But I'm no Prince Charming,
This isn't a fairytale.
Mixing of cultures can be an unhealthy cocktail,
A concoction of disappointment and struggle.
This world has a long way to go,
Before I fit in the puzzle.
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