Sometimes I wish that I could change myself
Rip the pages in my book
And start a new chapter
Or maybe start a whole new book
Where everything is perfect
Maybe then, I won't try to escape reality so much
Maybe then, I can call myself pretty and talented
Maybe then, you will be sure about me
Maybe then, my father will love me and treat me I'm human
Maybe then, my family’s love will be enough
Maybe then, I will see my worth
Maybe then, I will love me more
Just maybe then, I won't see life from a broken lens
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