Why the heck am I writing this? ~_~ Gomena, I feel kinda weird today. Oh
well. Just a short Yui point-of-view, dunno at what time in the FY story,
just came popping into my head as I was reading another FY short. Hope you
enjoy, though I can't guarantee that you will.
Why can't you ever stop to frown?
Always smiling, never feeling down
While I, on the other hand can hardly stand to grin
Am I just a grumpy hag who can't do anything?
Just a lonely person whom nobody can love?
Like a lonely star, twinkling alone, up above...
Oh, isn't there anything I can do
To be a Perfect Girl, just like you.
---
I wonder why, even if I am smart in school, I can't seem to figure out why Miaka is such a perfect girl. Her perfect cheerfullness and perfect smiles and all that other perfect oh-so-happy rot that makes me cringe. I try hard to match up to it, but how can I? I'm just sad, glum, smart, Yui who nobody likes, except maybe Suboshi and Nakago, which is fine with me but not exactly who I want.
Who I want...what do I want, anyway?
Oh yeah, that's right. I want to be like Miaka, the perfect girl.
How does she do it? Her innocent, heart-melting smiles that Tamahome fell in love with in an instance. And how does she stay so thin, being the glutton that she is? I have NO idea. I just know that she is a freaky bun- haired perfect girl. That day when she told me she wanted to be just like me - she was lying, wasn't she?
But it's YOU who I envy, Yui...you're always a model student, and popular with the teachers...well, for goodness sake, Miaka, I'm just a clever idiot, too afraid to face all these crazy insecurities running around inside me. Then you go and chose Tamahome over me, ME, your best friend for 13 or so years! How can you expect me NOT to become Seiryuu no Miko? You've traitored me, so it's just right that I return the favor, isn't it, Ms. Perfect?!
Don't give me that puke-face cute smile of yours! And I'm not having your crybaby tears either!! Oh Seiryuu, why am I acting this way...? I'm going crazy...why does everybody love her? Why? And what am I doing hurting my best friend's feelings...oh yeah...that's right, she's not my best friend anymore, we're rivals now, enemies....
I'm trying my best now. I'll summon Seiryuu at all costs. If I can't be the perfect girl to Tamahome or my classmates or anybody else who loves *darling Miaka* than I can at least fulfill my duty and bring a smile to Nakago's cold face, can't I?
Watch me now, Miaka...I'm going to become my own Perfect Girl.
One that doesn't need a cute seishi or a cute smile. One that just needs a lot of fierce determination and a lot of gut and maybe one or two tricks up her sleeve. That'll teach you not to give me your genki grin ever again!!
That'll teach you not to act like the Perfect Girl...the one that you are.
---
A lone tear drops from my eye
I can't and won't ever understand why
I'll never be who I want to be
I'll never be simply me
Instead I'll always be forced to act
Differently, and that's a fact
How I wish I could just be my own shining star
The Perfect Girl, like the one you are...
Why can't you ever stop to frown?
Always smiling, never feeling down
While I, on the other hand can hardly stand to grin
Am I just a grumpy hag who can't do anything?
Just a lonely person whom nobody can love?
Like a lonely star, twinkling alone, up above...
Oh, isn't there anything I can do
To be a Perfect Girl, just like you.
---
I wonder why, even if I am smart in school, I can't seem to figure out why Miaka is such a perfect girl. Her perfect cheerfullness and perfect smiles and all that other perfect oh-so-happy rot that makes me cringe. I try hard to match up to it, but how can I? I'm just sad, glum, smart, Yui who nobody likes, except maybe Suboshi and Nakago, which is fine with me but not exactly who I want.
Who I want...what do I want, anyway?
Oh yeah, that's right. I want to be like Miaka, the perfect girl.
How does she do it? Her innocent, heart-melting smiles that Tamahome fell in love with in an instance. And how does she stay so thin, being the glutton that she is? I have NO idea. I just know that she is a freaky bun- haired perfect girl. That day when she told me she wanted to be just like me - she was lying, wasn't she?
But it's YOU who I envy, Yui...you're always a model student, and popular with the teachers...well, for goodness sake, Miaka, I'm just a clever idiot, too afraid to face all these crazy insecurities running around inside me. Then you go and chose Tamahome over me, ME, your best friend for 13 or so years! How can you expect me NOT to become Seiryuu no Miko? You've traitored me, so it's just right that I return the favor, isn't it, Ms. Perfect?!
Don't give me that puke-face cute smile of yours! And I'm not having your crybaby tears either!! Oh Seiryuu, why am I acting this way...? I'm going crazy...why does everybody love her? Why? And what am I doing hurting my best friend's feelings...oh yeah...that's right, she's not my best friend anymore, we're rivals now, enemies....
I'm trying my best now. I'll summon Seiryuu at all costs. If I can't be the perfect girl to Tamahome or my classmates or anybody else who loves *darling Miaka* than I can at least fulfill my duty and bring a smile to Nakago's cold face, can't I?
Watch me now, Miaka...I'm going to become my own Perfect Girl.
One that doesn't need a cute seishi or a cute smile. One that just needs a lot of fierce determination and a lot of gut and maybe one or two tricks up her sleeve. That'll teach you not to give me your genki grin ever again!!
That'll teach you not to act like the Perfect Girl...the one that you are.
---
A lone tear drops from my eye
I can't and won't ever understand why
I'll never be who I want to be
I'll never be simply me
Instead I'll always be forced to act
Differently, and that's a fact
How I wish I could just be my own shining star
The Perfect Girl, like the one you are...