ACT 1 (EGO)

 ACT 1 (EGO)

1. The Romantic Egoist (intro)

One more time before leaving the scene,
Can I do this  ?, honestly lie ?,
Gliterring tears like pearls are at the corner of my eye,
Can you see it ?, Are you planning on sleeping ?,

I can't really feel what you are feeling,
But i really need it, so I'll try to force it,
I'll keep chasing it,
I try hard to gain some-
Time,
Give me some time to make it right,
Just stay and watch for a little while,

Let's capture the moves right now, let me put the best show,
I should try til i cant,
The hate will become love eventually,
It's just natural, so let's capture the moves right now, let me put the best show,
I promise I will take what I want and I'll go

2. Code Of Young Egoist

In the mirror's gleaming frame,  

A hero bold and free,  

She charts her course, stakes her claim,  

The world, her destiny.

she strides with purpose, head held high,  

Eyes fixed upon his dreams,  

A fire that refuses to die,  

A river of self-schemes,

Yet in this journey, fierce and lone,  

A wisdom starts to bloom,  

A seed of kindness, gently sown,  

Amid her spirit’s room,

The world’s a mirror, true and vast,  

Reflecting back his gaze,  

She learns that strength, though unsurpassed,  

Is tempered in soft ways.

So strides she forth, both bold and kind,  

A paradox complete,  

The young egoist, now redefined,  

In victory and defeat.

Her code is etched in heart and mind,  

A creed both firm and fair,  

To seek, to dream, to humbly find,  

Her truth in open air.

3. The Golden Year

I feel so brighter lately, the stars seem to align lately,

I think I like the how the world is spinning lately,

The sun seems paint golden everything,

It's comforting, It's nice,

I get to know life from another side,

I feel happy, I think I found propose this time,

The time seems to work for my favour today,

I don't reminisce, 

In the light of golden year,  

Dreams take flight and hopes draw near,  

Every dawn a fresh new start,  

Moments stitched with joy and heart.

Sunlit paths and skies so clear,  

Promise whispers, "Do not fear,"  

Time of growth and time to cheer,  

Blessings bloom, the golden year.

4. White Lily

In a world of vibrant hue,
Where colors loud and bold compete,
A quiet elegance breaks through,
With whispers soft and sweet.

No need for crimson’s fervent fire,
Nor the gold of sunset’s glow,
In its simple white attire,
Lies a peace the heart will know,

Amid the clamor, it remains,
A symbol of serene delight,
In fields or vases it sustains,
A testament to purest white.

5.Pointe Shoes

Monday morning at the studio,

I think I forgot my pointe shoes at home, but that won't change anything at all,

I do this for so long, that I built through it a whole version of my soul,

Oh, why the sadness in my tears ?,

I should be filled with glitter,

But I've never been so bitter,

That's the way my head hurts,

Looking at me all dressed up,

I think I slowly break my bones again,

Flex and point, everything repeats itself,

The ceiling seems to fall again, and as the stars slowly fall,

I feel myself breaking,

As my mind starts to fighting, I'll look myself one last time,

As I give my last dance in my pointe shoes