She walks into the room

Flipping her hair with her wrist

She's the master of deceit

She pains the perfect portrait

She sways her hips back and forth

And holds her chin up high

She bats her eyes beautifully

She smiles coyly in my direction

She accepts the attention and glory

Her smile is full of lies and daggers

She leaves the room and the colors die

The dream fades with the awakening

And I am left with my reality

A/N: Well, I kinda liked this one. What did you think?