I can make a true song
About me myself
In which I’m filled with sorrow
In which I’m someone else.
My dear skin can’t handle
Those dark shadows inside
So I’m holding a candle
That burns my finger, but
Makes the shadows disappear,
And creates a tiny light.
Unfortunatly sometimes,
My protecting armour,
My only disguise
Cannot bear it any longer,
And just leaves me behind
With my warm, but cold tears.
However since I was a little kid
I’ve been great at stiching.
But I can’t help but notice
That some people
Are holding scissors beside me
To survive I must be careful.
Oh my star in the sky
Why are you so far away?
Only you can stop me from crying
Only you can give me a blanket.
Oh you figure in the mirror
Why can’t you embrace your flaws?
Why can’t you put on some glitter?
Why can’t you be the determined, just once?
Just once.
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