Polka dots , pink frocks and Barbie dolls . Step by step every piece falls .
In place of old ones , away from reality my heart runs .
Frolic days were those , old . Thread by thread the system new unfolds .
Revealing a different stage of ours , where we are stuck under iron bars .
As the levels unlock we change ourselves , and every old characteristic melts .
But here we are , standing true to origins from which we grew .
– Taiba 👑