Pen Paper Couple- 4th Anniversary Special Poem

They call my style old boring art But please tell me what they know about me? When I say “slam” everybody looks at me and says “what”? But if I say electro K-pop house, everyone stands up and whines “yeah” Who said I wanna be famous like Rihanna? Who said I wanna have monster fans like Lady Gaga? Who said I wanna rock worldwide like Nirvana? Hey guys Before I came to this jungle I was just a dreamer My teddy bears and pillows were my hardcore supporters My room, my walls, my bed were my biggest stage ever You’re talking about music? Okay Music is my first and only lover We started dating before saying “Hi mother “ And every day we met each other somewhere called mirror Holding my Dior flask and singing you’re my heaven Mama stares at me and says “I’ve got a crazy daughter” And people were calling me a freaky loser Yeah I admit it, I'm just a girl who’s doomed in her world that you call silly I’ve grown up with daily kicks in my feeling that got me going hazy But then My Pen Paper Couple got married and PYG’s whisper is their baby I don't need banana peach party to be cool I wet your cheekbones nothing to do with your 'Peach John' I’m a chameleon that brings down your fake soul And streams it down on all of you I don't sell my "I love you" s It’s something inked deep inside my core And I don't collect dollars To get wild in Ibiza spotlight I let my pen kiss your heart Sometimes it goes insane That’s when you realize There’s no price for your pain! I’m an artist who talks emotions Not a crook that’s playing with devotion Cheating on simplicity with frustration Claiming fair but breaking down the whole nation Then disguising their complexes with metal! Sorry dude if I smashed your rules But I’m not flawless and you ARE NOT! I’m ing in love with my belly and I adore being skinny Hey you! I heard you’re comparing me to your idol But she’s just a chick like me, like you so why do I bother? Of course I can’t jump like they do And my sexuality level is so low Also I can’t paint my face like Picasso So if that’s the meaning of success I’ll raise my white flag up You win and I give up! You may think I'm a weak fighter Can’t rape the paparazzi camera But she is more talented than me in this shallow area If you wonder about me, I'm busy in my rotten space you hate Playing with my words that you call trash Maybe my world is running in slow motion but today, PYG doesn't need an introduction Maybe I’m far from perfection but PYG never failed to make a good impression Maybe I have no power to be an idol, you said, but PYG has no desire to join this torture