Life be your own
In the world of many colours
Live it the way you want
Be on your own
Fashions to spend money
Parade for all to see
Walking on the streets
Living it up feeling free
You want to be known
The creations of something new
People will spread the news
Newspapers and magazines
Living in high society
Rubbing shoulders with them
Feeling the shadow of peacock
Spreading wings flying high
In later years
It can be all craps
You can laugh and smile
“I did all these and yet I wasn't me”
Living the simplicity
Feel the warm and genuine friendship
Amongst the people you meet and share
In this world of over crowded population
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